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   Luke groaned as he sat up, rubbing the back of his neck. Last thing he remembered was seeing his Dad's sad smile as Darth Vader stomped down the hall. A whispered, "I'm so proud of you, and I love you" before his old Jedi Robes fell lifelessly to the floor, leaving Luke just enough time to grab them before Vader turned on him and his sister. They'd managed to get onto the Falcon and blast off to where the Rebels were hiding on Yavin Four then there was a wolf that popped up out of the floor from some weird tunnel that dropped him and his sister onto another before he remembered passing out.

   He looked around trying to comprehend what was going on, pulling his Dad's cloak closer to take in the scent of tea and old books and the warmth that was just Ben Kenobi. His Dad was gone, and now Luke didn't know where he was. Leia stirred next to him, sitting up to glare at his emotions leaking into her own mind, before softening at the tears in his eyes. She didn't know their father well. Ben had felt more like a distant uncle then her father, Bail was that. 

   Leia choked up for a second before regaining her wits. Luke, Luke could break down, he wasn't built for war. Leia, Leia was built for it, shaped by the false Senate and working with the Rebels.

  "Curiouser, and Curiouser," a voice croaked.

   Brown and blue turned to look at the Jedi that surrounded their beds. Luke's first instinct was to grab the saber his Dad had clipped to his belt and told him to be gentle with it and himself. His Dad's saber sat in the pocket of his robe. Leia had a blaster on them, frown marring her face.

   "I'm sorry for startling you!" a voice that Luke thought he'd never hear again spoke. "You quite literally dropped in on a Council meeting before passing out."

   "D......I'm sorry," Luke pulled an iron grip on what he wanted to say and do. Now was not the time to run into the arms of his Dad and look over his much younger face and question the red hair that was just starting to fade into the grey and white he'd always known. "I have no idea why we are here, the last thing I remember was running with my sister here to escape the Empire after my master sacrificed himself for our escape."

   "Empire, young one?" Yoda asked.

   "Yes, I'm sorry when are we?" Luke finally asked looking around at all the Jedi. "I don't need a year, but a major event will do? Last time I saw Obi Wan Kenobi, his hair had been bleached of all it's red."

    "We are currently experiencing a civil war between the Galactic republic and the Confederacy of Independent Systems," Mace spoke with a frown. "I don't like that you are here, you're not a point I should be seeing."

   "And we don't like it here, either," Leia spoke up sitting up to cross her arms. "I had important plans that I needed to get back to the Rebel Alliance. Emperor Plapatine had a monstrous super weapon created and I need to get back. Damn it, I hope the Alliance will be able to take it out."

   "The Chancellor had a super weapon built?" Obi Wan spoke out, eyebrow raised. "How? The Senate would not allow such thing!"

   "Leia, we're saying too much!" Luke turned to his sister in horror. "This is before Mom died! Before Dad had to split us up to keep us safe!"

   "Before Ben had to split us up?" Leia blinked looking around. "Luke, I'm not good with all the Force stuff. Ben was teaching you about this, but this doesn't seem possible?"

   "We can't say anything else!" Luke groaned. "Who knows how much that slip with cost us!"

   "You've basically told us that the Chancellor cannot be trusted." Obi Wan reached up to stroke his beard, watching keenly as the tears returned to the blond boy's eyes. He couldn't place where he'd seen his face.

   "He can't," Leia stuck up her chin, and something familiar ached in Obi Wan's chest at the look. "He's vile and wicked."

   "And if we may, you can't keep those sabers," Mace frowned, looking at the saber Luke held in his hands.

   "Absolutely not, they were my Master and his best friend's Lightsabers!" Luke shot up. "My Master said this was his life and it's the only connection I have of him left. I'll put them back to rest after I'm positive that Leia and I are safe."

   "Put them to rest?" Yoda asked a smile reaching his eyes. "I see, I see. Put them to rest int the deserts of where you call home, correct? Hmmm, very well, to each of you a saber, but your Master's to your Sister, it will go."

   "I....I understand," Luke sniffled and wiped his eyes. "I'd feel better if Leia had piece of D... Master with her, but I'm keeping this cloak until it runs away."

   "Hmmm, very good," Yoda chuckled.

   "Luke, you can't be serious, I don't know how to use one of these!" Leia hissed.

   "Then, I'll teach you," Luke rolled his eyes, bringing the cloak sleeve up to rub them. "I've basically learned every form since I started playing with sticks."

   "Good, good," Yoda chuckled. "I think to Senator Amidala we should send Young Leia, and keep Young Luke, we shall. Obi Wan, finish this senior Padawan's training you will, but speak with them alone I must. Difficult questions I have to ask."

   The Council left the room, Obi Wan lingered for as long as he could before Luke and Leia were left alone with the Grandmaster in a small room of the Halls of Healing. Leia titled her chin up once more while Luke stared down at the saber he would have to give his sister. Yoda's face morphed from jolly to sad.

   "A great joy, I had hoped the news you would bring," Yoda smiled at them. "But sadness and darkness you speak of. Difficult times you speak of, but hope burns bright in you."

   "We have to be if we can't to stop the Empire," Leia frowned. "I don't know why we're here, but we can stop it now before it starts."

   "And what of the effects?" Luke spun to look at her. "What if the Force just wants us to just observe? To learn?"

   "Fat chance, Luke" Leia hissed. "This is our chance! We can fix everything, wouldn't you like to know our mother?"

   "Of course I do!" Luke shouted. "I want to know him so bad I can taste it some days! You got stories from people who didn't know him. I got them from Dad. I got looks of sadness because sometime If I moved too much I was just like him. I lived with Mom's ghost, you didn't."

   "To separate you, difficult on Obi Wan that must have been," Yoda nodded, watching the twins freeze up. "Choices, choices. Hurt he was, I can tell.

   "Yeah, he told me about Leia all my life, he didn't want me to not know her. I don't know when Leia learned about me," Luke frowned.

   "I was ten getting rescued by Ben, said I was a fiery as my mother and brother and I looked at him funny," Leia snorted. "How did you know?"

   "Easy to tell, it was," Yoda chuckled. "Too much like Anakin, you are."

   "Yeah," Leia frowned. "We get told that a lot."

   "Separately," Luke sighed.

   "But like Obi Wan as well," Yoda nodded. "And a little bit of the Organas I see."

   "My adoptive parents," Leia smiled, eyes watering. "I miss them."

   "With you in the Force they are," Yoda nodded.

   "They're not gone, just simply changed," Luke smiled, reaching to pat her hand. "Trust me, I grew up with a Force Ghost checking in on us. You'll see them again one day. It might help if Dad would take the time to listen to who's calling him and Mom too. Are, are you going to kick them out of the Order?"

   "Bah!" Yoda waived his hand. "Breath of fresh air, the two of you are! Needed Change is. Ignored the Force about this we have. Dirty hippie, I want to hear Obi Wan call himself."

   "Oh he's not going to like how much like his master he turned into," Luke snorted.

   Much later, Luke stared up at the ship Obi Wan was leading him to with apprehension. The nose was blunter, but this was a star destroyer, there was no doubt of that. Luke waived at Leia as she stood next to a suspicious looking Padme. Luke almost though she looked smug, like she'd gotten all the answers to her questions, but then Luke froze. There was a bright signature in the Force moving to them tainted with dark undertones and Luke felt his heart stop. Anakin Skywalker, all of twenty, stood frowning at him.

   "Ah, Anakin!" Obi Wan smiled, lighting up with joy upon seeing him. "Come meet the newest member of our lineage! Luke, this is Anakin Skywalker. Anakin, this is Luke.... Luke, oh, I didn't get your last name, young one."

   "Kenobi," Luke spit out, before mentally hitting himself on the head. "Luke Kenobi, I was born on Stewjon, it's a common name there, and the girl over there with Senator Amidala is my twin sister, Leia."

   "Those are nice names," Anakin said off handedly, before clearing his throat. "You're in good hands, Padawan Kenobi."

   "Why are you jealous?" Luke frowned sensing the smallest amount in the Force. "That's weird. Actually my whole week has been weird! Leia, this guy is weird!"

   "Luke!" Obi Wan gasped, covering his mouth with his hand.

   "What the Hell?!" Anakin raged, stepping to Luke.

   "I like this guy!" Ahsoka snorted walking up to them. "Hi, I'm Ahsoka Tano!"

   Luke blinked at her as she held out her hand, and Luke smiled. He'd heard about Ahsoka. Luke was excited to see her, but Anakin looked too young to have a padawan. Hells, his Dad had been too, now that he was looking at him. Luke turned to wave good bye to Leia, feeling that hollow ach he'd always had but never knew returning to his chest. She smiled sadly at him and waived back. They would see each other again and Luke knew that one day they wouldn't be separated anymore for long periods. Turning he walked onto the ship.

   "So, we need a cute nickname for you," Ahsoka grinned. "What should we call him, Skyguy?"

   "Little one," Anakin shrugged.

   "I'm not that short!" Luke hissed. "I grew up on a planet that doesn't have good nutrition!"

   "Luke, discussing the future, how ever vague you want to be is not the best idea," Obi Wan frowned, ignoring Anakin and Ahsoka's shocked stares. "You should be...."

   "Mindful of the Present a blah blah blah," Luke rolled his eyes. "I am being mindful, of the overly tall person calling me short! I mean seriously; how dare you grow that tall!"

   "What the fuck?" Anakin blinked. "You are so rude!"

   "No, I'm sassy," Luke snorted. "Family trait, Leia is worse."

   Obi Wan sighed and rolled his eyes skyward as if to ask the Force why he'd been given two overly dramatic padawans. He got the vague sense that he should look in a mirror before brushing it off and moving on.

   Cody walked up to them to great them with Captain Rex, before looking Luke over. Luke gulped at the sight of the armor almost shaking before Cody nodded, as if to himself, walked over and put his arm around Luke's shoulders.

   "I now have my own Padawan commander, and he's better than yours," Cody smirked at Rex. "Welcome to the 212th, Kid."

   "It's going to be kid, I know it is," Luke whined putting his head in his hands.

   Cody nodded as if agreeing with Luke as Ahsoka smirked. Luke shot her a glare before reaching out with the Force to tickle her side. Obi Wan turned to give Luke an admonishing look. Anakin tried to look just as disapproving as Obi Wan, but there was a smirk playing just at the edge of his lips while he coughed into his fist to cover it up.

   "That was an improper way to use the Force," Obi Wan frowned.

   "Oh no! Using the Force to tickle someone for three seconds is bad!" Luke gasped holding his hands to his face, before snorting. "Tell that to my poor former Master. I'm not using the Force to do terrible things, I just tickled the annoying one."

   "Hey!" Ahsoka yelled. "I'm not annoying!"

   "Your former Master, Force rest his soul, let you use it like that?!" Obi Wan looked scandalized.

   "Yep," Luke smirked thinking back to how often his Dad held him in Force Tickles until he was screaming in laughter. "The Force finds it amusing. Light loves joy and happiness, Master Kenobi."

   "It does but, what kind of teachings is that?" Obi Wan frowned. "It's not anywhere near the standard teachings? What a strange man."

   Luke snorted. He could clearly see his Dad in Obi Wan's face as if they were trying to find good fruit at a reasonable price. Luke gave the Jedi Master a sad smile before heading into the ship with Cody for his debriefing.

   Luke sighed once he found a quite spot much later and sat down in lotus to calm himself. He needed sort through his feelings. Anakin's own signature roared against his; seeking his to question, to know, and Luke was getting tired from just keeping it from him. Anakin didn't know. Anakin couldn't know, if Luke could help it. But oh, he wanted to give in. To feel that warm distantly familiar light curl around him; to know him, but Luke stood as resolute as the name of his mother's ship.

  "Well, this is quite a shock," Luke heard and opened his eyes to see Qui Gon Gin's ghost smiling at him. "You knew to look for me."

   "I figured, you weren't far," Luke smiled. "You're never far from Dad's side, which brings me to you should have told him you loved him, more."

   "Ah, it seems your dad has changed much with your growth," Qui Gon smiled. "You are right, there is much I should have told him. How can you see me, but not Obi Wan?"

   "Literally Anakin's child," Luke rolled his eyes. "I spent much time in his belly. I would hope the Force was kind enough to let me see you."

   "Ah, Anakin's child?" Qui Gon smirked as he stared down at Luke. "Not Obi Wan's?"

   "Obi Wan Kenobi died on Mustafar the year of my birth," Luke sighed, looking up. "Ben rose in his place. Ben Kenobi is my Dad. My Mother died in the hospital after me and my sister where born. I could never get the full story from Dad. I've always felt that something was missing, and seeing Anakin for the first time, now I know Dad was omitting things."

   "It seems there is much we must learn from each other, my grandpadawan," Qui Gon chuckled. "Please don't give them too many heart attacks. I don't think Anakin's heart could take both you and Ahsoka being reckless."

   "Considering who my parents are, are you really asking me that?" Luke smirked. "Leia's the one that's going to give out heart attacks. We with left poor Palpatine alone with her in the Senate."

@ThecuterKenob1(LuLuMoon)

{Picture of the right side of Luke's face, him holding up a peace sign and in the background Obi Wan is looking out the windows thoughtfully}

Pray for this Alpha. He's about to be so stressed when @SkyGuy05(A.SkyWalker) bluetooths me and @SnippySnips(CommanderTan0) his mensural cycle.

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 "Luke, are you listening?" Obi Wan frowned as Luke blinked open his eyes.

   "Power convers at Tosche station, Dad," Luke muttered before snapping awake. "I'm up! Hey, Master... he he..."

   "Thank you, padawan, for joining us," Obi Wan quirked an eyebrow. "I hope that nap was rejuvenating?"

   Luke scrubbed the back of his neck before ducking behind Cody and Waxer. Obi Wan heaved a sigh before turning back to the Council to discuss battle plans. Palpatine was staring right at Luke. Luke felt like slime was slipping down his back as he started at the man whose army he had dreams of joining as a pilot, those dreams where shattered when Ben Kenobi died. His eyes looked so cold even through the blue projection. This man was creepy.

   "Luke, Luke?" Obi Wan frowned again as Luke zoned back in.

   "Sorry," Luke frowned, zoning back in. "I was listening to the Force. She said this was a bad idea."

   "Bad Idea?" Obi Wan frowned.

   "She, young padawan?" Palpatine spoke with a frown.

   "Yes, She, my former master, never referred to the Force as anything but feminine," Luke spoke. "Often said that Knight Skywalker was her son, and that we should respect that."

   "What an odd thing to say," Palpatine frowned at him. "But maybe that would be a question better asked of young Anakin."

   "How rude," Luke frowned at Palpatine's lack of respect. "He worked hard for the title of Knight and you shouldn't be referring to him as anything but Knight Skywalker. Also Anakin was telling me stories about you, because I was asking Ahsoka about something for a project. I find it odd how a politician as old as you have any interest in someone as young and pretty as Knight Skywalker. Oh can you say hi to my sister for me? She's working with Senator Amidala!"

   Luke almost grinned at jealousy he felt being released into the Force, and the anger as well. Luke smiled innocently at the Chancellor as the man stared back at him.

   "Much to think about, you have given us, young Kenobi," Yoda seemed to coo at him. "Join Young Skywalker, your fleet will."

   "Of course, Master Yoda," Obi Wan nodded then cut off the hollow before rounding on Luke. The frown let Luke know he was in deep trouble, so he smiled serenely before running it out of the room. He was not going to face whatever punishment his dad was planning.

    When they joined up with Anakin and Ashoka, Luke had booked it over to the Resolute with Obi Wan on his tail before running over to Anakin and climbing up to cling to his shoulders, legs locked around his waist.

   "Knight Skywalker!" Luke whined theatrically, almost breaking character at Ahsoka's smirk. "Obi Wan is being so mean to me! All because I called Palpatine creepy! He's so creepy! Gives of Ick, I don't know how you're friends with him, but he gives off the Ick so bad!"

   "I'll have you introduce you properly then," Anakin snorted adjusting to Luke's weight. "He's really not that bad."

   "Your Mom said he is Ick!" Luke shot back cuddling his head into Anakin's. "If your Mom says Ick then I'm listening to her."

   "The Force told you not to trust him?" Ahsoka frowned. "Wow, that's not what we're getting."

   "It might be because of Luke's unique connection to the Force," Obi Wan spoke as he all but ripped Luke from Anakin's back. "Given that he is from the Future he might also be relying on information he has. You cannot run to Anakin and expect to get out of trouble."

   Luke hung in Obi Wan's outstretched fist like a tooka for a minute before slipping out of his traveling robes and moving to Ahsoka's side, smile at bright as the suns of Tatooine in Anakin's opinion. He felt sorry for Obi Wan for a second before crossing his arms to mimic his master's disappointed frown, but the second he saw that sunshine smile dip, Anakin felt his heart clinch.

   "Obi Wan, maybe we should trust Luke on his feelings?" Anakin coughed. "I know he's my friend, but Luke might have a point. Luke here has never said anything negative about anyone in the short time we've known him, but he's saying something negative about the Chancellor and everything in me is screaming to listen to that."

   Obi Wan stared at Anakin is disbelief before yanking his glove off with his teeth as he marched over to place his hand on Anakin's forehead. Ahsoka snorted as she and Luke walked away to find something to eat. That was where Obi Wan and Anakin joined them much later.

   "You okay, Skyguy?" Ahsoka smiled as Anakin smirked at her.

   "Kix was not happy to see Obi Wan dragging me into his med bay," Anakin laughed jabbing one of his fries at Obi Wan. "He honestly thinks something is wrong."

   "I've been saying what Luke said for years, but the second Luke says it, you agreed, instantly!" Obi Wan sounded offended.

   "Well, he's never made me feel bad about my friend," Anakin rolled his eyes. "He just said that the Chancellor gives him the ick. I can respect that."

   "Ugh!" Obi Wan groaned, slapping his head into his hands. "My own Padawan is turning against me."

   "There, there," Luke patted Obi Wan's arm from where he'd sat to Luke's right. "I'm sure Anakin will never betray you in a harmful way, just taking my side."

   "Why do I have the feeling you're going to be the death of me, Anakin" Obi Wan sighed.

   Luke froze at those words. Darth Vader flashed in his mind's eye and the three next to him whipped around to stare at the horrifying feedback from the bond they had been forming. Luke stood up, looking around for something, someone. Anakin's black robes caught his eyes, and Vader flashed before him again.

   Your father cannot hide you from me, little one.

   Luke bolted from the mess hall. He'd run past Rex, the bridge, and made it down into the hanger. He climbed into the nearest ship and sank into the cockpit, pulling himself into a ball. Soft beeping alerted him to a droid nearby.

   "Not now Artoo," Luke whispered tears streaming down his face.

   About an hour later, Luke heard the cockpit open and felt a hand brush his hair before he felt a warm hand grip his shoulder. Luke looked up to see Anakin smiling down at him.

   "I'd say scooch over, but even I know I'm too tall to hide in there with you." Anakin smiled. "Artoo said you were here. He cussed out Obi Wan for upsetting you. Funny how my droid took and instant shine to you."

   "I'm sorry, I had a panic attack," Luke rubbed at his eyes.

   "Well, from the story I was informed of you have every right to have a panic attack," Anakin smiled kindly. "You wanna tell me what triggered it so I can headlock Obi Wan into shutting up next time?"

   "His death," Luke admitted. "I couldn't take it if I had to watch him die again."

   "He was your master in the future?" Anakin frowned. "Then where was I? There's no way I would let Obi Wan die without me."

   "You've been dead," Luke muttered. "You died the year I was born."

   "You're Obi Wan's child," Anakin said reverently as it dawned on him. "And he hasn't figured it out yet. Who else knows?"

   "Master Yoda," Luke whispered. "Wait, you're not mad?"

   "I'm trying to figure out when he'll find the time, but I'm not mad," Anakin smiled and cupped Luke's face. "You're absolutely perfect. So, we'll just have to correct Obi Wan when he says that stupid line, got it? I think Mother sent you to us for a reason."

   "You referred to the Force as Mother," Luke blinked, soaking in Anakin's warmth. "Thank you, Anakin."

   "Of course, Moonbeam," Anakin smiled as easy as breathing. "So, Yoda got a special prank mission for you?"

   "How many times can I get Dad to call himself a dirty hippie," Luke grinned. "I'll have to meditate with you so you can see Qui Gon, but yeah he really takes after Qui Gon the older he gets."

   Anakin chuckled and Luke melted into Anakin's scent and comfort. Anakin started to ask questions about Ben's teachings to see if any aligned with his and Obi Wan's. Much later Ahsoka found them and pulled herself around Anakin on the ladder to drop into the cockpit with Luke. They cuddled together while Anakin shared stories of his time with Obi Wan starting with when they met.

   This was how Obi Wan found them much later, his training bond with Luke was calmer, feeling less like the open wound that had assaulted him in the mess hall. The remains of his bond with Anakin were also feeling calmer, and If Obi Wan looked hard enough he could see the bond that Luke had with his sister. She felt angry, much like Anakin, but it was softer, more honed into something like one of Anakin's blow torches, very much unlike Anakin's blazing inferno. He wondered why she felt so angry.

   "I see you two have found our other padawan, Anakin?" Obi Wan smiled, still unsure of how he would approach Luke.

   "Yeah, Moonbeam here just had a panic attack," Anakin frowned at Obi Wan. "Apparently, Old Ben muttered that line too, and it spooked Luke having to hear it again. So, no more got it?"

   "I will endeavor to do so," Obi Wan smirked, raising an eyebrow. "But Moonbeam, Anakin?"

   "What?" Anakin whined. "It's cute!"

   "Like Snips is cute?" Obi Wan snorted.

   "Yes, because she's snippy," Anakin nodded his head, avoiding Ahsoka's pinching fingers. "You leave my need to call the cute padawans cute names! I'll call Padme to yell at you for being mean."

   "I have never and will never be scared of Padme Amidala," Obi Wan rolled his eyes. "What makes you think your friend has any ability to cow me?"

   "Clearly, you have not met Padme Amidala," Anakin thrusted his chin into the air. "I've been personally bullied into a dress she had custom made for me and her full make up routine. Don't think she won’t do it to you!"

   "Padme put you in a dress!" Luke and Ahsoka turned to Anakin.

   Anakin launched into a story of Padme and their ill-fated crush at the beginning of the war and the month he spent protecting her. Her bemoaning his short hair at the time having wanted to style it, but Anakin noticed the irritated look on Obi Wan's face as he got to the part about the actual dress, and other clothing Padme had made him try. She, honestly, had a whole wardrobe set aside for him for if he ever left the Order, but Anakin could not imagine leaving it if Obi Wan didn't follow.

   "You let Padme dress you up like some flouncy politician?" Obi Wan bit out.

   "First off, I'm not letting you bad mouth my friend," Anakin snapped. "I'm not some timid little omega."

   "I'm not saying that," Obi Wan frowned trying not to snap back. "I just don't see why she, as an alpha, felt the need to play dress up with you."

   "Because we were bored?" Anakin rolled his eyes. "I also cut a mean look in chiffon."

   Luke and Ahsoka turned to the choking sound Obi Wan was making, manic grins lighting up their faces. Anakin continued, ignoring Obi Wan's slowly dying form as he talked about the crop top and leather pants.

   Anakin peaked open an eye when he heard the door open. He was trying to mediate, but if felt as if the whole of the Force was screaming something at him. Anakin opened his eyes to see Obi Wan frowning at him before making the most graceful flop onto the mat in front of him. Anakin raised an eyebrow.

   "You really let Padme dress you up?" Obi Wan asked.

   "Are you upset that Padme has the means to let me play dress up like that," Anakin asked. "Or are you upset you were not there?"

   "A bit of both," Obi Wan admitted. "Mostly, I don't really care for your almost relationship."

   "Obi Wan, we've been over this," Anakin rolled his eyes. "Padme and I actually talked, and we both realized it would be horrible if we had actually decided to be that stupid."

   "You have to admit it sounded romantic," Obi Wan snorted.

   "Excuse you?" Anakin's face turned red as he sputtered. "You've been reading too many smut books!"

   "Anakin Skywalker!" Obi Wan gasped.

   "Nope, not a padawan anymore," Anakin hissed. "I'm calling you out on your bodice rippers!"

   "How dare you!" Obi Wan gasped. "At least my romance books don't leave burn marks."

   Anakin snorted as the last of Obi Wan's visible aggravation faded away. He got himself more comfortable on the mat. The earlier turbulence in the Force was gone, replaced by soft warm winds. Just as Anakin was about to sink back into meditation his comm pinged. Obi Wan made a grumble at the sound but was lost to the Force for a while. Anakin pulled out his comm opened Hyper Gram and felt the world drop out from under him. He was going to kill Padme, full on Force push her out a window the second he could make it look like and accident.

@PadmeN@brrie

Since I can't post this on my other Account.

{video of Anakin modeling a red cropped hoodie with tight leather pants}

@GeneralKenobiOffical(OWKenobi) I'm sorry you missed this! @SkyGuy05(A.SkyWalker) looked so good in the dress. He He

Reply from @ThecuterKenob!(LuluMoon)

The holonet didn't need to see that, @PadmeN@brrie

Reply from @SnippySnips(CoomanderTan0)

We really didn't need to see my master like that!

Reply from @SkyGuy05(A.SkyWalker)

PADME AMIDALA! TAKE THIS DOWN!

Reply form @MaceWinduOffical(Master of the Order)

Senator Amidala, please join us at the Temple, Master Yoda and I would like to talk.

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   It took Luke far too long to notice the soot that followed Anakin around. Ahsoka didn't seem to notice. Obi Wan complained if it got too close to his tea or books. Artoo sent them zooming away with little shocks. Anakin though, Anakin let them climb all over him, clamor around him, cuddle him. He fed them tiny little star candies, and they organized his tools. Luke soon found some following him as he was listening to Waxer explain how to fly the various smaller aircraft around them.

   "What are these, Master?" Luke finally asked after a week of watching them.

   "They are called soot sprites," Obi Wan told him. "They seem to be drawn to those strong in the Force that particularly hang around fire hazards."

   "You don't like them do you?" Luke asked watching as Obi Wan huffed. "Hey Waxer, does he not like these little guys?"

   "Nope, can't stand them," Waxer snorted.

   "They seem so cute!" Luke gushed letting the sprites climb up him. "Have they always been around Anakin?"

   "There used to be more," Obi Wan sighed fondly. "Anakin developed an avoidance of bathing for almost a month after the tenth time I had him scrub himself clean from their tiny little foot prints. But since after Anakin was knighted, there seems to be less and less. I worry what that means."

   "They like the Light, right?" Luke asked lifting his hands up to blow the sprites off, grinning as they giggled while floating before climbing back up to demand he do it again.

   Later in the cycle a call came in that Anakin had been hurt. Luke felt his heart clinch as he watched Obi Wan stiffen. He was back on the Resolute. Ayla had informed them that Anakin was in stable condition and that Obi Wan didn't need to come running. Luke could see the agitation under the carefully constructed mask as they were turned around to head after Grievous.

   Obi Wan had told him as soon as they landed that he was to be on his guard. Luke nodded, and tugged his dad's cloak tighter to him, hiding the surprise he'd taken off of Cody. The commander had snorted, siting that Obi Wan would think him uncivilized, but Luke grinned back stating the element of surprise was a better thing to have.

   "Padawan mine," Obi Wan frowned as they headed into Grievous' current layer. "What did Cody give you?"

   "A blaster," Luke answered keeping pace with Obi Wan's own silent steps.

   "A blaster?" Obi Wan sputtered. "Why would you ask for such a thing?"

   "Because, Ahsoka told me about Grievous being a walking blinder made out of lightsabers," Luke huffed. "I'm not taking a chance of him."

   "I don't know if I approve of you and Ahsoka gossiping like that," Obi Wan frowned.

   "Sometimes you have to bring a blaster to a saber fight, that's what Ben always groused about," Luke spoke sagely moving past Obi Wan.

   "Your former master was a dirty hippie," Obi Wan groused.

   "And that's two!" Luke giggled.

   "Two?" Obi Wan frowned. "Luke what does two mean? Luke Kenobi, you get back here and explain!"

   "Kenobi!" a raspy voice called out.

   "Hello There," Luke and Obi Wan spoke in unison as they spun to face him.

   "A Padawan?" Grievous hissed. "I'll add you saber to my collection."

   "Ha, ha," Luke snorted and the laugh sent a cold chill down Obi Wan's spine.

   He'd heard Luke laugh before that, but something about that particular laugh, the way it was aimed at Grievous, it made Obi Wan freeze.

   "You fine that funny?" Grievous hissed.

   "Nothing just how bad you stink!" Luke whined. "Peew Peew! Stinky stinky!"

   "You little bitch!" Grievous screamed igniting four sabers.

   Luke grinned wildly before grabbing Obi Wan's arm and dragging him down the corridor. Luke's manic laughter filled the air making Grievous even more enraged before Luke pulled Obi Wan into the nearest garbage shoot. Obi Wan pushed his now wet filthy hair from his eyes to glare at Luke, who was making his way over to the emergancy access door.

   "Padawan," Obi Wan hissed. "What was that?"

   "Not fighting a walking talking blinder," Luke frowned, igniting Anakin's saber to cut the door open. "Making him unsettled enough to wound his pride. Sith are prideful creatures, not that that was a Sith. Sith are scary, that was a blinder."

   "You seem to know a lot about Sith, Luke," Obi Wan frowned.

   "Ben died fighting one, Probably the strongest Sith ever," Luke pushed the door with the Force into the next wall. "His name is Darth Vader. He was Ben's padawan before me and then one day he Fell. Ben never forgave himself for that."

   "I see," Obi Wan frowned. "that must have been a lot to live up too."

   "Vader was by the book," Luke gave Obi Wan a look. "Ben refused to let me feel like I was unloved and alone."

   The Forced screamed around Obi Wan at Luke's declaration. Darth Vader had been a by the book and he'd Fallen, as much as Obi Wan hated to think about it maybe Ben's teaching were much more suited to keeping Luke in the light, now Obi Wan worried if he was going to cause him to Fall. Luke shot him a searing glare that was far too much like Anakin's to make Obi Wan comfortable. Luke's smile came back and Obi Wan felt as if the rain had passed. When they got out of this, he was hugging the boy before moving onto hugging Anakin and Ahsoka. Actually, he was going to scent Anakin before he showered.

   Grievous found them again and Luke pulled out his blaster to shoot out the lights before hauling Obi Wan out the way as blue and green blades tried to cut their heads. Obi Wan managed to slice off one of Grievous' hands. Luke got another, then Grievous hissed and retreated. Obi Wan and Luke followed. They followed as fast as they could but Grievous got into his escape shuttle. Luke without much thought, reached out with the Force to trying and pull Grievous back in, feeling like he was fitting his dad's eopie, Akkani.

   "Luke, Luke, stop!" Obi Wan yelled.

   "I've almost got him!" Luke grunted, taking a step back, and pulling Grievous back into the hanger for the briefest of seconds before Grievous pulled free.

   Luke grunted as he fell back. He fought off Obi Wan's fussing hands trying to hold his face, ignoring the blood dripping down his nose before Obi Wan let out a warning growl. Luke stilled and Obi Wan grabbed his face gently in both hands before pulling his head up to look at the ceiling until the blood stopped.

   "That was reckless and stupid!" Obi Wan scolded, ignoring the distressed scent Luke was now putting out. "Even Anakin cannot do something like that! What makes you think that you are strong enough to do such a thing? That could have killed you! Luke, I understand that you miss your father, that you miss Ben, but do you think Ben could have lived with himself if anything happened to you?"

   "I'm sorry," Luke muttered and then climbed into Obi Wan's lap.

   "You're a bit big for this, Padawan," Obi Wan chuckled dryly before curling around Luke.

   "Shut up and hug me," Luke bit back.

   Anakin met them on the Negotiator. He looked alive, a bit banged up, but Luke was just glad he was still here. Luke headed straight for his room to scrub his skin raw. He then pulled his dad's cloak into the shower. When it was clean it wouldn't have Ben's scent anymore. He should have left it in his nest, but he wanted to feel safe and this was the cost. There was a knock on his door before it swooshed open. Luke looked up to see Anakin making a grossed out face at the smell while Ahsoka peeked from behind him holding up her comm with a large grin. They both looked freshly showered as well.

   "You threw yourselves into the garbage shoot?" Anakin asked, raise eyebrow.

   "It's a good way to get away from people," Luke shrugged, continued to scrub.

   "You also sicked Obi Wan on us," Ahsoka added in a sing song tone.

   "You deserve that for scaring him," Luke huffed out.

   Anakin snorted and sat down next to Luke who kept scrubbing. Anakin sighed and pulled a shirt out from behind him. It was one of Obi Wan's that he'd nicked several month ago after a good training day. It wasn't going to be the same as the robe, but it would help.

   "For your nest," Anakin spoke. "I know it's not the same as Ben's but it's Obi Wan's."

   "Master, that's Obi Wan's favorite tee shirt!" Ahsoka giggled. "You know once he's clean he's going to scent us again."

   "Fucking weird," Anakin huffed. "He hasn't scented me that aggressively since I presented on a mission when I was fourteen."

   "He scented you on a Mission?" Ahsoka asked. "He must have been spooked."

   "Oh yes, when your long limbed broad shouldered and hipped Padawan goes from smelling like just dried sand to a a sickly sweet melon scent in the middle of a place known to kidnapping omegas, you aggressively scent them until they swore they have tea leaking from their brain," Anakin smiled. "He was so upset."

   "Well, I was afraid you would have gotten plucked off by who knows who to who knows where and I wouldn't know where to look until you blew something up," Obi Wan spoke leaning against the door. "I've been looking for that shirt, Anakin."

   "It's going into Luke's nest now," Anakin sniffed, sticking up his chin. "Deal with it."

   "If I must," Obi Wan waived his hand out, conceding as Anakin handed Luke the shirt. "But now that we are all freshly washed and don't smell of death. Come here, older padawan mine."

   "No!" Anakin whined getting up to back away from Obi Wan. "You've already rubbed you face against mine enough! I'm going to get a rash!"

   "Hmmm, possibly." Obi Wan grinned slyly as he approached.

@SnippySnips(Comander.Tan0)

Look at this!

{Video showing a drenched and covered in garbage Obi Wan Kenobi grinning at a terrorized looking Anakin, who is backing away from Obi Wan's advancing.

Anakin: Don't; don't you dare!

Obi Wan: Now Anakin, don't you want a hug? I just want to scent you.

Anakin: You smell of death and look slimy!

Obi Wan: My Dear One, just a little hug!

Anakin: No! Go bathe! What did you do to Luke? Why is he slimy?

Obi Wan: It was his idea, Dear One.

Anakin: Go Bathe, foul beast!

Obi Wan looked back at Ahsoka for a second before pouncing on Anakin, hauling the taller man into a hug and rubbing his face against Anakin's.

Anakin: I'm gonna be sick! ugh! Snips, save yourself!

Ahsoka: No way, this is too funny.

Obi Wan drops Anakin gently, before turning and advancing on the camera.

Obi Wan: Your turn.

Ahsoka: Noooooooooo!

Video cuts out}

Reply from @MaceWinduOfficial(Master of the Order)

Kenobi, Please, don't scent people like that.

Reply from SithSlay3r9000

I think it's sweet of General Skywalker to humor General Kenobi like that.

Reply to SithSlay3r9000 from @MaceWinduOffical

Kenobi, I know this is your throw away account. The Council would like to discuss this and the thirst trap recordings.

Reply to @MaceWinduOfficial from SithSlay3r9000

I don't have the foggiest idea of what you speak of, and I'm not the only one making thirst traps of General Skywalker. I'm also not Obi Wan Kenobi. My name is Ben.

Chapter Text

   Padme paced around her office. Luke and Obi Wan were supposed to be escorting her and the rest of her team to Alderaan for a much needed break. Normally she would have just returned home, but Breha and Bail had asked for her to visit and Padme couldn't bring herself to tell Anakin's big sad eyes no. She almost instantly folded when Leia turned them on her. Padme had only gotten the basics out of her about her time travel: Luke was her twin, the Organa's were her parents, Obi Wan Kenobi was her birth father and she had his saber.

  Padme wasn't so sure on the last part. While Leia insisted that she was Obi Wan "Ben" Kenobi's  biological child, Padme had only seen Anakin in her. The fact that Luke was Anakin's copy down to the big sad blue eyes made her pray to the Force that they were Obi Wan's, because Padme wasn't sure Anakin's heart could take them not being his.

  Her assistant walked in stating that the Jedi where here and Leia shot up from where she lounged, too much like Anakin. Padme grinned as Obi Wan walked in with a large smile followed by a sheepish looking Luke.

   "Obi Wan!" Padme grinned walking over to his to hug him, kissing his cheek as he did hers. "I'm so glad you get to escort us to Alderaan! Leia has talked nonstop about you two coming with us."

   "Really?" Obi Wan smiled and Leia smiled back.

   "I'm very excited," Leia grinned, looking over the back of the couch at Luke.

   "Plus it will give the poor Chancellor a breather from Leia's glaring," Padme smirked softly, watching as Leia groaned.

   "He's corrupt and dangerous," Leia turned to Padme with a hiss. "Every time we try to introduce any form of legislation for the protection of the Clones, somehow there are votes enough to defeat it even with if seems like we have the votes to get it passed. If anything, he should be more bias to Naboo because he is from there and Naboo's former senator."

   "Patience, young one," Obi Wan spoke with a smirk. "If you get too hot headed you might lose the footing you have."

   "Ha!" Leia snorted. "I'm not going to lose any footing."

   "I mean, if you let slip we're from the future we will," Luke frowned at his sister. "Element of surprise."

   "Is that why you have a blaster?" Leia grinned as Obi Wan whipped back around for frown at Luke.

   "Cody says he feels better with me having it," Luke shrugged, ignoring Obi Wan's disapproving glare. "Besides, he's too cute to tell no to."

   "Luke!" Obi Wan gasped.

   "He's like eleven years older thank us," Leia rolled her eyes.

   "So is Han," Luke smirked at her watching as his twin's eyes got large.

   "Padme, my friend, I'm going to sit down okay," Obi Wan frowned taking a seat on the couch.

   "So is Anakin going to meet us there?" Padme aske watching Obi Wan's face. "Cause I have some more outfits I want him to try."

   Padme almost grinned at Obi Wan started sputtering. Leia frowned at Padme, who smiled in return. Luke rolled his eyes to the ceiling.

   The Trip to Aleraan was easy and free of surprises, until Luke wrestled Anakin for the pilot chair to land. He'd had one crash with Anakin, he was not repeating it. Obi Wan gripped Anakin's shoulder in apology as Luke blew a raspberry at him. Leia rolled her eyes as she sat next to Ahsoka. Luke mused that it was nice to have their whole family together.

   Alderaan was as beautiful as Leia had told him. Luke had never seen so much green, still finding it hard to believe that such places existed. Once they were free of docking sequence, Luke ran over to Leia to hug her as she cried. Obi Wan and Anakin frowned at this before looking at each other.

   "Hey, Sunspark," Anakin walked up to her placing his hands on Leia's shoulders. "You gonna be okay?"

   "Yes, of course" Leia wiped at her tears. "Everything will be okay. It's just. Aleraan was the planet that Tarken had tested the Death Star on. Vader, Darth Vader held me as I cried about it. I don't think he was expecting a planet killer like that. There's a small number of soot sprites that follow him around. For the briefest of seconds I felt heart ache and pain come from him, I thought it was just my pain."

   "This is the second time Darth Vader has been mentioned by one of you," Obi Wan frowned.

   "Vader is Palpatine's attack dog," Leia spoke with a frown. "I think he's there to keep Palpatine in line for his Sith Master. From everything we managed to gather, he was a former Jedi that Fell and joined the Emperor. Vader is ruthless and cruel, but he has never once tried to harm me. I don't understand why outside of being Ben's biological daughter. His standing orders for me are to always be captured alive, along with Anakin Skywalker's former padawan. Ben, Ben, came and rescued me once when I was a child, I was ten. He was so heart broken, but he still did everything he could to take me home. I know he wanted to take me back to Luke, but he wasn't willing to risk us."

   "That must have hurt him so much," Anakin frowned. "To not have you two together after I'm guessing the Jedi fall?"

   "Yes," Luke continued. "I think Leia had the right Idea. I can feel that the Force has set two paths before us and we're to lead you down the right one, Anakin. I don't know why? Maybe if we can figure out who Vader was as a Jedi we can keep him in the light?"

   "I'd like to keep both my masters," Ahsoka huffed. "So we're definitely finding this Vader guy and talking sense into him."

   "Ahsoka, that sounds too much like attachment," Anakin warned.

   "Secure attachment is a good thing," Luke frowned. "I don't have any want of falling to bring my dad back. I know he's with the Force with my mom waiting for me and Leia to join him when it's time. Life and Death are the two most constant things in the galaxy, and Death is the only thing in Life we are guaranteed, so might as well make the best of it."

   "Once again, I'd like to say that your Master was a kook." Obi Wan sighed. "But that is a good way to look at attachment."

   "What's that two or three?" Anakin asked with a smirk.

   "Three," Luke grinned at Obi Wan's frowning face. "He actually said the words "Dirty Hippie" when I told him about Ben's thing about blasters."

   Anakin howled in laughter as Obi Wan rolled his eyes, pushing Anakin out of the way to march onto the landing pad. Anakin followed after as Padme joined in the laughter. Ahsoka followed after them leaving Luke and Leia with Artoo. Artoo beeped at them to follow, but Luke told the droid he would be there in a minute.

   "How, how is it seeing him everyday?" Leia asked.

   "Dad, or being able to see Mom?" Luke questioned back.

   "Mom," Leia clarified.

   "Wizard," Luke smirked. "You get all the hot head from him."

   "Oh please, you're just as hot headed, you just hide it better," Leia snorted.

   "Well, who do you think taught me to hide that hot headedness?" Luke snorted. "He told me stories, but Dad is as reckless as Mom."

   "We, considering he decided to risk it all to save me and put you in with the Alliance, come by it naturally," Leia sighed, pulling Luke into a hug. "Vader, for a homicidal maniac, has never hurt me. I wasn't kidding when I said that he's got standing orders to not hurt me, same as Padme and Ahsoka."

   "I know, I think those extend to me now too," Luke held her back. "Try not to cry too much. Water is a precious thing, just as you are."

   "Thank you Luke," Leia grinned into his shoulder before reaching up on her tiptoes to rub her face against his. "You smell way too much like a star destroyer."

   "And you smell like ozone!" Luke rolled his eyes scenting her back. "We're in this together."

   "To save the Jedi," Leia smiled.

   "To save the Galaxy," Luke grinned. "How much you think the Jedi could use a crash out?"

   "Well, if they'd just let Mom off his leash," Luke rolled his eyes. "We'd be done with this war, honestly."

   "I don't think the Galaxy would survive a full Anakin Skywalker crash out," Leia frowned.

   "Probably not if he was on the Sith's side," Luke shrugged throwing his arm over his sister's shoulder to walk with her. "It's a good thing he's on out side."

  "Again," Anakin called out as Leia swung Obi Wan's saber down. "Leia again."

   "This isn't anything like what Luke and Ahsoka are doing," Leia pouted.

   "Because Luke and Ahsoka are further along than you," Anakin gave her. "Knees straight. Chin up. Luke told us he's been doing this since he started with sticks, Ahsoka has been doing this since she was small as well with training sabers, you have years of muscle memory to build."

   "So it might be years before I get to any of the forms?" Leia tried not to whine.

   "No, we're also going to work on Soresu," Anakin told her.

   "The Defensive one?" Leia frowned.

   "Your birth father's preferred form," Anakin corrected making sure Obi Wan wasn't around. "Ben is a master of it, and considering you'll be in tight places where you're more likely to encounter blaster bolts than other sabers, this is the best option. Plus Ben designed that saber around Soresu."

   Leia looked down at the saber in her hands. It felt heavy, but warm. the faintest ghosting of Ben's force signature reached out to her and Leia sighed.

   "Okay, I'll try," Leia frowned before looking up. "When did you realize..."

   "After Luke had a very bad panic attack a few weeks ago," Anakin smiled, then held his finger over his lips, smile morphing into a conspiratorially grin. "I promise not to tell."

   Leia gave him a watery grin before nodding and turning back to her katas. Anakin continued to instruct even as Luke came to join his sister. Obi Wan walked into the room they had commandeered for training and smiled softly as Anakin instructed. He walked over to a little sunny corner and sat to meditate, just a Ahsoka joined them.

    Padme huffed as Anakin glared at her. One would think he was going to the gallows with how he was acting.

   "Padme, no," Anakin hissed staring at the backless high collared shirt she held before him. "Have you lost you mind? Obi Wan will die! I will die!"

   "What?" Padme asked rolling her eyes. "I'm going to make Obi Wan dress up too."

   "This looks like a shirt version of that black dress from last year!" Anakin yelped.

   "Well, I thought since you liked it so much, Obi Wan might like it on you!" Padme beamed.

   "Padme!" Anakin yelped.

   "You want help getting Obi Wan or not?" Padme snorted, crossing her arms.

   "But Luke and Leia..."Anakin weakly protested as Padme glared at them.

   "Anakin, anyone we half a brain and Forced damned eyeballs can see those two are photo copies of you and your mother. Leia looks exactly like that holo of your mother," Padme rolled her eyes exasperated. "She has your Sad Eyes! The one's you're giving me now!"

   "Padme, I was his padawan and I'm sixteen years younger than him," Anakin pouted. "He's not going to look at me like that."

   "Horseshit," Padme swore ignoring Anakin's scandalized face. "Luke and Leia exist, and I'm getting my godkids, all of them."

   Bail frowned at Padme's smug face and Anakin's bright red one. Anakin's distress at being in a black leather low back halter top with a beaded collar and black pants had put Obi Wan on edge. Padme watched as Anakin bit into the nail on his left thumb, amused as Leia, Luke and Ahsoka made grossed out faces. 

   "Obi Wan, my friend," Bail finally taking mercy on Obi Wan. "You can't keep glaring at everyone who looks at Anakin."

   "I've been doing it since he was sixteen, and I will do it until the day I die," Obi Wan huffed.

   "He is a very pretty omega," Bail grinned as Obi Wan turned to glare at him. "Don't look at me like that. Had Anakin not been in the Order, you'd have been beatting of alphas and betas off with a stick and by the looks of Leia and Luke, Padme will be joining you."'

   "Don't remind me," Obi Wan frowned putting his hand to his chin to stroke it. "Waxer and Cody are super over protective of him."

   "But there's a rumor going around that the Jedi are changing?" Bail probed.

   "Yes, and there's a bit of in fighting about it," Obi Wan frowned. "Master Yoda took one look at these two and decided that it was time for change. He's actively sought out all of us in the last few weeks since we had our visitors drop in. He hasn't done that since before Qui Gon died."

   "I'll keep this to myself," Bail spoke.

   A week later Anakin paced in front of a holo-board that held a picture of Obi Wan Kenobi, a crude drawing of what Luke and Leia had described Darth Vader looking like posted to the top. Pictures of Luke and Leia as well as red stings and long list of theories. Yoda looked amused as Anakin muttered to himself, looking half-crazed. Padme poured the grandmaster of the Jedi more wine as she arranged herself on the couch next to him.

   "Okay, so we know that Luke and Leia are mine and Obi Wan's, but we don't' know when and where, that's not our main issue," Anakin spoke frowning. "Luke and Leia have unprompted spoken of a Jedi that will Fall stylized as Darth Vader. Leia called him Palpatine's attack dog, but I feel like slave might be a better term for some reason?"

   "Known you are, for your relationship with the Chancellor," Yoda hummed. "But ask the twins, I could not."

   "You think it's me?" Anakin yelped, turning to face Yoda. "I know you guys don't trust me, but you really have to put it into words?"

   "Trust you, I do." Yoda frowned. "Trust him, I do not. Poorly, we have treated you, but home with us you are."

   "I know that, Master," Anakin looked chastised. "But it only really feels like it when Obi Wan is there."

   "Realized things about your vision from last year, I have," Yoda grave him a tired smile. "Listened we should have. Listen to you now, I will."

   "When, when we get back home," Anakin started, licking his lips and looking around. "There's something I want to talk to you about, just you. Obi Wan, Obi Wan would hate me over it."

   "Bah," Yoda waived his hand. "Hate you? Obi Wan? Impossible. Love you until the universe dies, he will."

   "You say that," Anakin frowned. "Anyway back to this! So the only suspect we have is me, because I'm friends with him, but that's it."

   "Then you need to be on your guard with him," Padme frowned. "We can't have you cut him off cold turkey."

   "Working for the Sith Master, we think he is," Yoda nodded.

   "And using him to get to me," Anakin frowned. "But we've been careful about not letting anyone know exactly who Luke and Leia Kenobi are right?"

   "Only five know," Yoda frowned. "Only three know the full scope of the Skywalker family."

   "Right," Anakin coughed, face turning red. "I'm really positive that they are not mine."

   "Anakin Skywalker!" Padme hissed.

   "Fool you are!" Yoda grunted, before whacking Anakin's shin with his cane.

   "Okay, okay!" Anakin held up his hands, before clutching at his leg. "Either way we can't tell Obi Wan and I hate having something like this as a secret! He's going to be so mad when he realizes that Luke and Leia are his and we all knew before him."

   "Anakin, don't pull out your hair," Padme got up to go pull his hands down. "Obi Wan Kenobi will be more upset with himself for not noticing then you lying to protect. What was that thing Obi Wan says about points of View?"

   "That lying doesn't always look like lying from a different point of view?" Anakin sighed. "Our lineage really  is full of kooks. All full of weird sayings."

@SkyGuy05(A.SkyWalker)

{Picture of Anakin, Yoda, and Padme wearing sun glasses looking into the camera}

Bestie, Grandmaster and me about to raid a local restaurant and watch some Holos. #Bridgerton #JediOrder

Reply from @SithSlayer9000

You do look like you could use a nice night off.

Reply from @SnippySnips(Commander.Tan0)

No Fair! Luke and I are stuck at the Temple!

Reply from @GeneralKenobiOfficial(OWKenobi)

Anakin, please don't prank the Temple. I know any time you and Grandmaster get together you plot to prank the Temple. Master Windu's heart can't take another prank.

Reply to @GeneralKenobiOfficial(OWKenobi) from @ThecuterKenob!(LuluMoon)

I'm sorry, I regularly watch you toy with Separatist, battle droids and that one crazy Sith lady. Pranking the Temple sounds like the least War Crime thing either of The Team does.

Reply to @GeneralKenobiOfficial(OWKenobi) from @SnippySnips(Commander.Tan0)

oooooh, burn!

Reply to @SnippySnips(ComanderTan0) and @ThecuterKenob!(LuluMoon) from @GeneralKenobiOfficial(OWKenobi)

Grounded.

Reply to @GeneralKenobiOfficial(OWKenobi) from @ThesmarterKenobi!(LeleSun)

Justice for my twin and our sister! Free them for their grounding!

Reply to @GeneralKenobiOfficial(OWKenobi), @ThesmarterKenobi!(LeleSun), @SnippySnips(ComanderTan0), @ThecuterKenob!(LuluMoon) from @SkyGuy05(A.SkyWalker)

By the authority bestowed on me by Grandmaster Yoda, and my sheer audacity: All of you are grounded for making my comment section into a fight. =_=

Chapter Text

   "Anakin, my boy!"

   Anakin looked up from where he was holding his, Padme's and Yoda's massive take out orders to see Palpatine coming to him. What was he doing at Dax's? Anakin blinked and felt himself grow scared for a minute before pushing it out to the Force. Palpatine was his friend, his confidant, surely he was being used like Anakin was? Leia's stanch dislike of Palpatine filtered through the back of his mind. Luke's previously mentioned Ick also filtered through. Luke and Leia where his kids, possibly, if they didn't like him, then maybe he should listen.

   "Supreme Chancellor," Anakin gave a short bow. "How odd to run into you here?"

   "It is a bit of a guilty pleasure of mine," Palpatine smiled softly. "That's a lot of food, are you and your padawan about to hunker down for a heat?"

   "Uh," Anakin stammered, alarms blaring in his head. "No, we're not. Um how... are you tracking my heats?!"

   "Oh, No! I'm terribly sorry!" Palpatine's eyes got wide. "I just thought with all the food, I wouldn't see you for a bit, you were listed in my appointments book in the next week."

   "Yeah, I've got that written down," Anakin frowned, thinking about his calendar. "Bridgerton is premiering tonight on Holoflix. You know that Stewjonian drama? This is for snacking and dinner. Padme and I are hanging out with my Grandmaster."

   "Master Yoda watches things like that?" Palpatine frowned.

   "Well, not always but he likes spending time doing things that our lineage likes to do. A week ago he and Obi Wan spent a day in the Archives arguing about looking into some old...." Anakin paused. Palpatine didn't need to know about the temples Obi Wan wanted to research, in all honestly Obi Wan had mentioned that it was a very hush hush thing that they were talking about. He hadn't gotten the full reason as to why they were looking at the old temples, but Anakin didn't think that was something Palpatine needed to know. "...star maps. You know how I complain about Obi Wan would have loved to be a researcher if this war wasn't going on. Anyway, I don't like the thought of Master Yoda throwing his back out trying to help me with fixing things so we watch my dramas together."

   "I see well, I must let you go then, wouldn't want to keep Senator Amidala and the Grandmaster waiting," Palpatine smiled as Anakin bowed.

   Anakin nodded then walked calmly away from Palpatine until he was out of sight and bolted back to Padme's apartments. Palpatine was tracking his cycle. Palpatine was tracking his cycle. Obi Wan did not even do that and the alpha, besides Ahsoka, was probably the only other person in the galaxy that should know it's exact dates. Once he was up in her apartment, Anakin gave Padme the food and pulled his comm out to call Obi Wan.

   "Kenobi," his master answered quickly, relief flooding Anakin for a second.

   "Luke was right about the ick part!" Anakin yelped ignoring Padme and Yoda's shocked faces. "Obi Wan, do you know exactly when I go into heat and when I menstruate?"

   "I mean I have a vague idea? But that's because we live together?" Obi Wan questioned. "I would think that be something you and Padme talk about, given that it is something you both experience. Maybe Ahsoka knows because you're both omega? What does this have to do with the ick Luke gets about the Chancellor?"

   "He's tracking my cycle!" Anakin yelped. There was a distinct snap-hiss of a Lightsaber activating on the line and Anakin started to panic. "Obi Wan Kenobi, that better not have been what I think it is! Turn on the camera! Right now, Obi Wan!"

   "Dear One, you must be overly tired!" Obi Wan's forced pleasant voice came through the comm. "Why don't you get back to your show with Master Yoda and Padme?"

   "Obi Wan Kenobi, if you don't turn off that saber, so help me, I will find a way to bring Qui Gon back to the Living Force!" Anakin hissed. "I did not call you to incite a political assassination! Leia Organa, don't you dare encourage him!"

   "I didn't say anything!" Leia's voice rang through the comm. "I don't think it would be a bad thing, though."

   "Leia Organa!" Anakin hissed. "Do not encourage Obi Wan!"

    Anakin, Yoda and Padme blinked as the camera from Obi Wan's side of the comm activated, after hearing a scuffle, revealing Luke sitting on Obi Wan's back. Ahsoka was holding Obi Wan's saber just behind the prone Jedi Master. Anakin let out a breath, thanking the Force that Luke had managed to stop Obi Wan before he did something stupid.

   "Don't worry, Skyguy," Luke smiled at them, all moonlight and peace. "We don't have enough evidence to get away with a political murder yet. Besides, we have to pull him up by his roots if we really want him gone."

   "Luke, get off," Obi Wan grumped.

   "You promise not to Force grab your saber and stomp out the door and pull a Yoda?" Luke looked down.

   "What do you mean pull a Yoda?" Obi Wan frowned.

   "Kooky, my master, we are," Luke spoke wisely. "It is something we all get from Master Yoda."

   Anakin really wished Luke hadn't been right. Watching Dooku try to lure Obi Wan to the Dark Side was almost as exciting as pulling teeth. Clearly he'd forgotten how stubborn their line was. Worse is he was now trying to lure Luke as well, but that was going over like a lead balloon. Luke looked so bored as Dooku ranted and raved.

   "Why are all these Sith Lords so boring?" Luke looked over at Ahsoka. "I'd rather be doing an essay about the Jedi's decision to be so intertwined with the Senate! Or on Anakin's stupid prophecy!"

   "You don't seem to understand the danger you are in, young padawan," Dooku frowned at him.

   "Yeah, because Vader wouldn't have wasted breath on a dramatic speech," Luke hissed, rolling his eyes. "He's a dramatic as any Sith, but he says a one liner and then takes action. You're just some grandpa that's breaking his Master's and padawan's heart."

   Luke's head snapped to the side as Dooku back handed him. Anakin pulled against the Force inhibitor restraints to get to Luke's side. Obi Wan's eyes widened in shock before he turned to glare at Dooku, pulling on his as well. Luke turned back to Dooku and spit on him, grinning as the blood hit his face.

   "You should search your feelings," Luke grinned, cheek swelling. "Your new Master doesn't want you, he's playing you."

    "Master Dooku," Ventress walked into the room turning her blue eyes to glare at the curious gaze of Luke. "We have a situation, apparently there's a rogue Sith out there. Your Master has requested that we take care of her."

   "It seems our time to play has come to an end," Dooku frowned. "I think I'll keep all of you here until the end of the war."

   With that, the two dark siders left. Luke wiggled until he could dig into the very nice boots Padme had bought him and retrieved a small pick handing it to Anakin. Anakin quickly, broke out of his restraints before working on Ahsoka. Anakin pulled Obi Wan out last, feeling the alpha needed a second to cool off more. Anakin knew that his master's patience was a long fought for thing. That the recklessness in their line was just as much in Obi Wan as it was in Luke, Ahsoka and himself. Obi Wan took a second to breathe before holding up Anakin's hands to check his wrists, the Ahsoka's then Luke's before gently looking over his face.

   "Luke, one day your sister will shoot me," Obi Wan sighed, gently touching Luke's face. "I need you to be less mouthy."

   "Leia's not that scary," Luke rolled his eyes, grinning.

   "Leia is terrifying," Anakin spoke up. "She is actively dragging the Republic by the ear, kicking and screaming unto the future. You do your sister no favors by saying she is not."

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Breaking News! The Supreme Chancellor narrowly escapes Assassination Attempt!

   It the early hours of the morning, our Chancellor found himself dodging blaster fire in his own apartments! Sources close to the Chancellor have indicated that he is doing well and is uninjured from the harrowing ordeal.....

Well, that's something.

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   The Senate is working with local police in investigating this horrid event. The Senate has not reached out to the Jedi to help the investigation; given that they are so spread thin as it is, it is important that we who are not as affected by this war reach out to our local law enforcements and continue to Support the Jedi; as they and our brave GAR fight for our freedoms.

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    Heels clicking echoed in the Jedi Temple. Mechanical breathing haunted the air. Two paths lay before Luke, both with Sith, both leading armies. Luke twisted to run, but he looked up to see Anakin being pulled between the noise of the heels and the mechanical breathing. Luke started to run, trying to reach Anakin but he kept slipping, and the room seemed to stretch.

   "Anakin!" Luke cried out. "Anakin! Mom! Anakin please, look back here! Mother! Mother Please!"

   Luke shot up in his bunk on the Negotiator and fell in the process. A nightmare, or a warning; Luke hadn't figured out which yet. News of the attempt on Palpatine's life had spread fast. The fact that Dooku and Ventress had seemed blindsided by it made Luke think that this wasn't something from their play book. He wondered if that had triggered the nightmare? taking in a breath, Luke jumped at the sharp knock on his door.

   "Good Morning, Padawan mine!" Obi Wan walked into his room.

   "Don't let Anakin see how happy you are over Palpatine almost getting shot," Luke rolled his eyes.

   "You don't like him anymore than I do, and you know more about his scheming," Obi Wan rolled his eyes back.

   "Yeah, but I don't make Anakin feel bad about him being friends with him," Luke responded sing song-y. "I just tell him Palpatine gives me the Ick and leave it at that."

   "Yes, well, may the Force grant them not to miss next time," Obi Wan sighed. "Anakin's name day is tomorrow."

   "And he's officially legal to drink," Luke nodded sagely. "Aayla and him probably have plans."

   "And so do we," Obi Wan said sadly. "I'll have to give him the present I got him later. The Chancellor has asked for us to locate our would-be assassin."

   "I thought Padme posted that the local police were working on it?" Luke frowned turning to tidy his nest..

   "Palpatine pulled rank," Obi Wan growled out, before clearing his throat. "So now we have been assigned to it since my battalion is grounded for maintenance."

   "Oh, so real Jedi Mission?" Luke perked up, spinning back to Obi Wan.

   "Real Jedi Mission," Obi Wan smiled back, chuckle in his chest.

   They'd landed not to long in the ship yard for docking where Anakin met them with Artoo. Anakin and Obi Wan spent an hour arguing that Artoo was to go with them. Luke rolled his eyes, taking Artoo to the Twilight with Arfour thirty minutes into the fight. The two droids beeped and booped as they settled into the ship. Minutes into Luke's flight checks, Obi Wan walked into the cabin and groaned.

   "I have never met a more stubborn sentient in my life," He sighed, pulling his hand down his face to fiddle with his beard.

   "Clearly, you're not counting the one you see in the mirror," Luke snorted before starting to giggle. "You said this was a misuse of the Force! Stop, stop, I'm going to pee myself!"

   "I've changed my mind, Moonbeam," Obi Wan smirked as Luke gasped for breath after letting up on the Force Tickle.

   Luke sobered up at the nickname from Obi Wan's lips. He hadn't heard it in almost a year from his Dad. The last time he had said it was before the left to rescue his sister. "Moonbeam, I need her to be less like your Mother, my old heart can't take it," Ben had said to Luke. Obi Wan frowned as Luke excused himself from the cabin, Artoo following behind him. Arfour beeped meanly at Obi Wan and his felt his confidence in calling Luke by Anakin's nickname fall. He pulled out his comm and hit Anakin's contact.

   "Skywalker." Anakin answered.

   "Dear One, I think I over stepped a boundary," Obi Wan spoke. "You'd probably know best about me doing that so I thought to call you."

   "What did you do to Luke?" Anakin's voice sounded upset.

   "I see where I fall," Obi Wan chuckled, amused by Anakin's overprotectiveness. "I promise he's still in one piece. It's just; when I called him by the nickname you gave him he...well he excused himself from my presence and oh, Anakin he looked so upset."

   "Don't you dare stop!" Anakin's voice came quickly. "It would break his heart more for you to stop calling him that now that you have!"

   "Anakin, he practically ran away in tears when I did!" Obi Wan sighed. "I can't call him something that makes him upset!"

   "I can promise you that he is not upset with you because you called him Moonbeam," Anakin sighed through the comm. "He's probably having feelings about you calling him that he had feelings when I called him that."

   "What?" Obi Wan frowned. "If he doesn't like it then why...."

   "It's his dad's nickname for him, Obi Wan," Anakin cut him off. "Having people, who he trusts, calling him that name means the universe to him, please, please for Luke's sake don't stop calling him that."

   "It's Ben's nickname for him?" Obi Wan frowned. "I guess I will have to keep calling him it."

   "Thank you,"  Anakin breathed out. "He's better at being a Jedi then most of us."

   "You'd be proud of this," Obi Wan smirked thinking of an incident from a week ago. "I didn't get to tell you because you insisted on arguing with me about Artoo."

   "Oi! Don't blame me for wanting Artoo to go with you! Last time you went off on your own, I got covered in Mother knows what!" Obi Wan could hear Anakin's eyeroll. "So what did he do? And I'll tell you what Padme told me about Leia."

   "Told the Council that we were all fools, to our faces!" Obi Wan snorted, think og the shocked face Mace had worn. "Oh Darling, it was brilliant, he had this little indignant frown as he called all of us emotionally constipated and could not sit with our negative emotions if our life depended on it! Master Yoda let him have the floor and Luke ripped into all of us! It was a masterclass on having to sit with how we talk to others, and Dear One, I want apologize for how we have treated you."

   "Luke yelled at the council?" Anakin asked voice disbelieving. "I didn't think you would have let him get away with it?"

   "I shouldn't have but I couldn't bring myself to stop him as Luke did so," Obi Wan sighed. "He was livid with all of us, explained why he was so livid and once he understood why he was livid and once he explained why he was livid he let it go. He did not push it into the Force, he simply let it go completely. He'd addressed the anger, reasoned with it, and simply decided that the anger wasn't worth his sound of mind!"

   "Who didn't like how Luke did that?" Anakin asked, voice worried.

   "Master Mundi was not thrilled with it neither was Master Yaddle," Obi Wan frowned. "Luke doesn't know the Code, doesn't connect with the Force the way that most Jedi do, it's almost as personal as your connection, it feels like. He sees and understands things we will never see, but Anakin, I fear there's not much more I can teach him. His dirty hippie of a father taught him well."

   "I bet he did" Anakin's voice was soft. "I'm adding that to Luke's tally. Anyway, Leia got a massive Clone rights bill passed. Apparently, Padme was telling me, they didn't have enough votes to get it through so Leia personally talked to each and every senator she needed to get it passed and it worked! I don't know how but Padme said that she almost crowed with how hard she was grinning. I think we might start turning this war around."

   "That's lovely to here, darling," Obi Wan smiled. "I do fear her for her political enemies."

   "She's doing great," Anakin huffed, "And with Bail and Padme's help she's be Supreme Chancellor for the actual allotted term and then step down gracefully and retire to help orphans!"

   "Such large dreams you have for my padawan's sister," Obi Wan chuckled, thinking of Anakin's beaming face.

   "Damn right and Luke will be the Youngest Grandmaster ever!" Anakin added.

   Obi Wan barked out a laugh at Anakin's declaration. He'd also had big dreams for Ahsoka as well. His darling always had such big dreams for everyone he loved, even Obi Wan wasn't immune. Padme was probably going to make it to Supreme Chancellor if not Bail. Anakin backing any of them seems to be almost like a blessing sometimes.

   Obi Wan was surprised they'd ended up on Naboo, of all places, as they landed in Theed. Luke looked around at all the plants, fauna, everything he'd never thought he'd see. His Aunt had told him many times about her home planet and how she missed it. Now, Luke was beginning to understand why she fought so hard, why she came to visit so infrequently, despite being the only other person Anakin Skywalker had ever been close to. He understood why his dad had chosen his sister to go to Alderaan instead of Naboo, Padme was too noticeable a target.

   "Welcome to Naboo, Master Jedi," The Queen walked up with a bow. "What brings you here?"

   "Well a rumor," Obi Wan frowned, as he bowed to her. "As you're aware the Chancellor survived an attempt at his life. Our investigation lead us here. I was hoping to maybe investigate the Chancellor's ancestorial home?"

   "You think there might be clues there?" The Queen asked.

   "The assassin might have broken into it to gather information," Obi Wan answered.

   The Force gave warning almost too late, a cloaked figure jumped onto the platform, and grabbed Luke. Luke stared bug eyed as Obi Wan reach out with the Force to grab him back as there was a returning reach slapped him away. He yelled for Obi Wan to help when he looked behind him as his captor jumped off the edge of the platform into the waters below. Luke held his breath and threw his hands over his nose. Once in the water, his captor placed a rebreather on his mouth and started to pull him to shore. Upon getting to the bank his captor looked back as if to make sure that Obi Wan was following before forcing him into a speeder and slapping Force suppressers on him.

   "What the fuck?!" Luke yelled, pulling at the cuffs. "Let me go!"

   "After we get Dad to Palpatine's house," his captor answered in a soft voice. "I need you two off my tail and this is the best way to do it."

   "Dad?!" Luke questioned.

   "You know, Obi Wan Kenobi?" the woman frowned. "Do keep up, big brother!"

   "I don't have anymore younger sisters!" Luke yelped. "Just Leia!"

   "Huh, we'll have to figure that out soon," the woman grinned. "Ser Ren Skywalker at your service, Luke, Dark Lady of the Sith, apprenticed to Darth Maul."

   "What?!"

   Hours later, Obi Wan skidded the speeder bike to a halt in front of a very ominous looking manor. He'd managed to track Luke's captor here, which he found off putting, everything screamed trap, but he was always good at springing them.

   Obi Wan walked into the building, lightsaber drawn looking for Luke, any sign of him. He head foot steps and looked up at the top of the grand staircase to see Luke running down to him. Obi Wan turned off his saber and ran up. Meeting him half way, Obi Wan drew Luke into his arms and squeezed tightly, rubbing his head against Luke's to scent him, before pulling back enough to see if he was hurt, and then crushing him to his body again.

   "Oh, my darling boy, I was so scared!" Obi Wan admitted, squeezing again. "Are you hurt?"

   "No, Darth Lunaris hasn't hurt me," Luke admitted, rubbing his own face into Obi Wan's tunics. "She's trying to kill Sidious."

   "No fair, Lulu," a woman's voice rang out. "I wanted to tell him!"

   Obi Wan heard the click of heels before a woman with long red hair walked from the hall at the told of the grand staircase.  She was dressed in white pants tucked into thigh high black boots that clicked as she walked, her over coat was double breasted, buttoned with a high collar with shoulders covered in pauldrons and the coat had a set of tails that reached down to midcalf. The Sith adjusted the rifle on her shoulder and turned to walk further into the manor. Obi Wan then felt the air knocked out of him as Anakin's face, bejeweled with Sith eyes, started at him.

   "Come along, little Jedi," she called, and Obi Wan felt fear crawl up his spine.

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   Obi Wan stared as the woman with Anakin's face broke each and every priceless object  she touched. Obi Wan could feel more and more darkness escaping the manor as she did, more light seemed to be seeping into the cracks. Luke looked as uncomfortable as he felt, but this was his Anakin's child. What could have made her fall? What could have made Anakin leave him behind? Surely he wouldn't let his own child fall to the darkness?

   "I am the Bogan," Ser Ren called herself as she spoke. "I keep balance with my Brother the Ashla, and my Sister the Unified Force. My mother is the Living Force, and his mother is the Cosmic Force. Each of us can be seen as different facets of the Force made mortal."

   "But that doesn't explain how you are," Obi Wan was trying to find the words as his heart ached in his chest. "I understand that Anakin will leave one day, but I very much doubt he would let you Fall."

   "I was kidnapped as child," Ser Ren answered, flapping a hand as she looked for a secret look trigger on the wall. "I was found by my master, lived with him for several years, before being returned to my family, and once I was old enough I left to wage war on the Outer Rim."

   "You left Anakin to wage war?" Obi Wan blinked.

   "I mean, he gets it?" Ser Ren shrugged, thinking of her mother's secret smiles during her calls home, her dad's disapproving glares. "I am terrible person, but I'm not heartless. He sends care packages, I have tons of Sunscreen that I'll never get through. He worries because I have Dad's complexation unlike my older siblings."

   "I see," Obi Wan gulped, dread sinking in his gut.

   He didn't understand? The thought of Anakin leaving was killing him, his heart breaking. He'd only ever wanted his former padawan to be happy. He'd thought that Padme made him happy that Anakin was lying about him and Padme being more than friends. Seeing Ser Ren, made Obi Wan even more sure that the path Anakin was taking was leading him away from the Jedi, away from him. Luke slapped his back.

   "Please stop spiraling," Luke rolled his eyes. "Anakin isn't going anywhere without you."

   "Like he'd leave the Jedi without dragging you with him," Ser Ren huffed, before the switch in the wall clicked. "Ah-ha! found it."

   The stone wall slid back revealing a staircase. Ser Ren started to descend leaving Luke and Obi Wan to scramble after her. Lights flicked on as they made their way down until they stepped into a very dark and cold room. Ser Ren reached out with the Force to turn on the lights and Obi Wan felt is jaw drop. There were piles of books, data pads, relics, maps everything screaming of the Darkside.

   "Lord Bane's artifacts should be in here. There is the Rule of Two, but that is changing. Light and Dark the Force is, but Good and Evil it is not," Ser Ren muttered before clear in her throat to sing. "I have no want of a throne, I have want of blood. I have no want of enough, just a thirst for more. I have no want of a Jedi's Peace, I want a Sith's War."

   The words echoed around the room and Obi Wan pulled Luke to his side as a specter appeared before Ser Ren. She gave a mocking bow to the specter.

   "Lord Bane, how nice of you to join us," Ser Ren mocked.

   "You bring Jedi into this scared place," Bane hissed, a floating mass of dark energy.

   "I bring the Force's Knight into this place," Ser Ren hissed. "You do no favor talking to me like that, Bane."

   "Lunaris, the one claiming to be Bogan," Bane grinned. "It is indeed the Force's pet Jedi, but where is the Chosen One?"

   "Being corrupted by your last descendent, Maul and I are free of you," Ser Ren frowned. "Free of the corruption of the Rule of Two, we do as Sith should, your little experiment has ruined two perfectly good sides of the Force. I've come to barter with you, Anakin Skywalker's Fall. I seek Revan to guide him."

   "That failed Sith?!" Bane howled. "You seek..."

   "Anakin cannot stay in the Dark! He is a literal star in human flesh, he has to know that he can return to the Light."

   "You want Anakin to Fall?!" Obi Wan yelled. "I will not standby and let Anakin Fall to the Sith! He's supposed to destroy them not join them!"

   "And as predicted, the Knight only thinks like a Jedi," Bane smirked. "Very well, I'd like to see you fail, Little Sithling. Travel to the Sith Home world of Moraband."

   "Thank you," Ser Ren bowed again. "Maul and I will forever be pain's in the Jedi's side. The Force has spoken, Time for Change."

   Bane existence faded and Obi Wan placed his hand on Ser Ren's shoulder to turn her.

   "I can't let you turn Anakin to the Darkside!" he growled

   "I can't let you stop me," Ser Ren growled back. "The Order, as it is now, is broken and bleeding, letting Anakin kill it is mercy. We have the upper hand, Sidious does not know I'm here, does not know that Luke is here. We are factors he can't account for. If we orchestrate Anakin's Fall it will be safer for every one, because when he Falls, you're there to catch him."

    Anakin paced around his grandmaster's rooms. Obi Wan's mission was irking him. Yoda rolled his eyes and prepared tea. He had a feeling things were about to get the lecture of a life time.

   "Sit, sit!" Yoda huffed as he hobbled to his couch with the tea tray. "Discuss what you wished, we will. Discuss something else I fear we must."

   "I'm not sure if you're going to like this," Anakin sighed. "I don't like it and I did it, but I can't change it."

   "Do as Luke has done!" Yoda smiled. "Taught us this he has. Sit with the Anger, listen to it."

   "That is the exact opposite of what you said last year," Anakin frowned. "Last year you would have told me to push it into the Force."

   "Last year, a lifetime ago it was," Yoda frowned. "Wise beyond years, Luke is. Recomend him for Knighthood I will soon."

   "Yeah, Obi Wan's kinda sad that he's thinking the same thing," Anakin sighed. "My mother, I had visions of her diying and I was right. I was so mad, that I felt like I was screaming for help and no one was listening."

   "You're attachment we feared," Yoda nodded.

   "When Padme and I were in hiding she convinced me that she was going to go to Tatooine and I had no choice but to follow, she's a bad as Obi Wan honestly," Anakin sighed. "When we got there, I found out that she was dead."

   "For your lost, I am sorry," Yoda reached out. "Sit with this sadness, examine, but don't let it consume."

   Anakin sighed, and did as he was told. Tears well up in his eyes before they started to pour down. Anakin gasped once before he wailed. Anakin's emotions rocked through the Temple, and Yoda placed a hand on Anakin's back, rubbing gently as Anakin sobbed. Yoda could see now that Anakin's too big heart was the source of so much pain in him. The sadness fed the anger, in truth. He had simply told him rejoice for Shmi was with the Force, but now he could see that had been wrong, and had pushed Anakin away.

   Yoda could see the darkness fighting for a place in Anakin's own natural darkness, while they had always sensed it, it had never felt cold. The Darkness that was creeping around Anakin wasn't not his and Yoda prayed the Force was send it away.

    "I attacked the Tuskens, I attacked the village that took her and, I committed more of a wrong than they did me," Anakin sobbed. "In that moment all I felt was hate and rage and I let it consume me. I fear that one day I'll let it consume Ahsoka and I love her too much to let her just Fall! I fear for Padme, and Obi Wan and I'm so scared all the time that one day I'll loose all of them before I go. I want nothing more than to join the Force before Obi Wan, I don't care that he's sixteen my senior. I worry and worry and I think I can fix everything but...."

    "Fix everything you cannot!" Yoda finally stepped in. "Your fear is fueled by you sadness, you hate by you love, two sides the same coin they are. Choose love you must. Compassion is a great tool, but love is a greater one and self Love, you must learn."

    "Self Love?" Anakin wiped at his tears. "What does that have to do with the crime I commited?"

    "Your self hatred it does," Yoda nodded. "Work on that we must!"

    "My self hatred?" Anakin blinked. "Like I know I hate myself alot, but what does that have to do with OW! Stop hitting people with that!"

    "Feel, better after do you?" Yoda asked as he handed Anakin his tea.

    "A Little?" Anakin frowned. "I feel lighter, that's for sure, but what?"

    "Released some of the pent of emotion" Yoda nodded. "Do that a good cry can. The Tuskins, as for. Too deep in this war for us to do as we must, but release you from the Jedi, I could never."

    "You said it was home, but that sounded like imprisonment," Anakin frowned.

     "Yes," Yoda spoke patting his knee, making a devious smirk. "Stuck with us, you are. Forever!"

     "I see," Anakin sighed. "Shall we discuss our next glorious prank?"

     Yoda smiled sadly at him as Anakin gave him a watery one back. He wasn't off the hook, but he was still needed. Yoda hadn't turned him away, and the coldness that seemed to be seeping into his bone let up enough for him to feel warmth coming from his great-grandmaster.

     Much later, Anakin paced around his and Obi Wan's apartments. He still wasn't sure as to what Yoda meant by learning self-love, but he'd been right about his self hatred. It was eating Anakin from the inside and there was only so long Anakin could live with it. He palmed the river stone in his pocket, before taking it out to rub his hands over it as he paced. He fell into a light meditation as he did, Ahsoka found him like this after she'd came back from class.

   "Master?" She asked, noticing how much lighter Anakin felt, almost like a sunny day at noon.

   "What? Oh Ahsoka, how was class?" Anakin asked turning to her.

   "Anakin, you're crying?" Ahsoka frowned, moving to him to hold out a tissue.

   "It seems so?" Anakin laughed. "Master Yoda and I had a very deep heart to heart and I'm still unmoored from it, but I promise I'm fine."

   "Why is Anakin crying?" Leia called out walking into the living room. "I've come to raid Obi Wan's tea, by the way."

   "Leia, you need to stop breaking into the Temple," Anakin sighed.

   "Then the Temple gaurds need to get better," Leia shrugged. "I came to check on you, anyway. I could feel your anguish from Padme's."

   "I had a good cry," Anakin admitted. "And I'm learning to sit with my more negative emotions. Luke really must have spooked them."

   All three of them blinked when their comms dinged and Anakin pulled his out first, pulling up the latest update Luke had posted.

@ThecuterKenob!(LuLuMoon)

{Picture of Obi Wan side eying a red haired woman with his same blue-grey eyes}

We adopted a pop star! Her name is Ser Ren! Master Kenobi is so upset! 🤣

Reply form @SkyGuy05(A.SkyWalker)

What you mean Obi Wan let you adopt a "pathetic lifeform"? Our Obi Wan Kenobi?!

reply from @PadmeN@brrie

Our Obi Wan would never do such a thing! He's far to above that!

reply to @SkyGuy05(A.SkyWalker) and @PadmeN@brrie From @GeneralKenobiOfficial(OWKenobi)

You two are grounded for forgetting to include yourselves in that list.

@ThesmarterKenobi!(LeleSun)

Burned, like the hills of Mustafar!

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@thehottestKenob!(RiriStar)

What the fuck is ObiAniDala? What is Obikin? What is AniDala? What is ObiDala?

@thehottestKenob!(RiriStar)

All of you sicken me. Why would people write about them like that? Like one was like: General Skywalker sighed as his large strong mates cornered him. The man is six foot two, built like a brick wall, and I've watched him give droids nightmares because he keeps auditioning to play Freddy Fazbear!

Reply from @ThecuterKenob!(LuluMoon)

Yeah we were robbed of two moms.

Reply to @ThecuterKenob!(LuluMoon) from @SnippySnips(Commander.Tan0)

What you mean we were robbed? We have two moms now!

Reply to @SnippySnips(Commander.Tan0) from @ThecuterKenob!(LuluMoon)

Uh no! We don't have two Moms, You have two moms.

Reply from @ThesmarterKenobi!(LeleSun) 

Are we not the ObiAniDala children? Did Master Kenobi not adopt you into our fold?

Reply from @GeneralKenobiOfficial(OWKenobi)

I warned you not to go looking up those terms, now you've traumatized yourself.

Reply to @GeneralKenobiOfficial(OWKenobi) from @thehottestKenob!(RiriStar)

Rude.... but fair. I'm still not giving up my blasters and riffle.

Reply from @GeneralKenobiOfficial(OWKenobi) to @thehottestKenob!(RiriStar)

>:O I offered to teach you lightsaber techniques!

   Anakin snorted as he read the last of Ser Ren's post. Obi Wan was definitely having feelings about their newest "child" preferring blasters. The council meeting with her had been intense from what he heard. Ser Ren had laid them bare almost as quickly and effectively as Luke had done. Anakin was almost impressed until she turned her attention to him.

   "You should be more focused on the lesson and less on my dragging of your cult of fans," Ser Ren rolled her eyes. "We can't get you balanced if you're ignoring me."

   "You could show me the big fuck off droid you have," Anakin tried to wiggle out of reading as Ser Ren glared at him.

   "One, my big fuck off mobile suit is not a droid," Ser Ren frowned at him. "Two: droids, while not organics, are still sentient beings, more or less intelligent AI, don't even, Anakin. I'll have to introduce you to some real big fuck of droids one day, that can change into vehicles. Now pay attention! I need you to understand the spell so I can summon Darth Raven!"

   "Ser Ren!" Obi Wan emerged into the hanger bay, marching over to them. "I've told you Anakin will not be learning Sith..."

   "You're not his master anymore, you can't dictate his Learning," Ser Ren snapped back.

   Anakin rolled his eyes as Ser Ren and Obi Wan started to yell at each other. They've been doing this since Obi Wan had brought the girl to them. Anakin sighed as he looked back to the book Ser Ren had shoved at him. Most of the spells and lessons in the book did not interest Anakin, but there was some that seemed to call to him, whispering power and hopes. Anakin shook his head and continued to read. Maybe something in here would help his nightmares.

   Luke looked over his shoulder, reading along with him, before snorting and walking away. Luke felt immune to the call of the Dark and something in Anakin was relieved by that. Anakin looked over Bane's words, feeling his gut clench. He'd cut ties with Palpatine almost instantly when Obi Wan had brought evidence that he was the Sith Lord home. Anakin had been heartbroken over it, taking the reality that Palpatine did not see him as anything more than a tool to heart.

   Obi Wan was still hovering around him. The Council had assigned Obi Wan to hover around Anakin. Made a whole new fleet because Obi Wan had been assigned to hover over him. They'd named their new fleet the Open Circle. The holonet had a field day with it. Anakin had snorted when several Obikin truthers had screamed about it. His second account on HoloGram was being tagged with all kinds of updates and new thirst traps. Anakin almost wished he wasn't one of the secret ringleaders of the Obikin tag.  He didn't think the rest of his little bunch of weirdos would survive learning who Luke and Leia where.

  "Fine, you wanna fight, old man!" Ser Ren hissed pulling out her saber. "Let's fight!"

  "Very Well!" Obi Wan snapped.

   Anakin sighed as he heard the snap hiss of sabers. He never got under Obi Wan's skin like Ser Ren did, but he quickly flicked his wrist, dragging both their sabers into his hands. Anakin looked up at the offended set of red heads, noting he had Ser Ren's saber staff instead of one of her many decoy sabers. He really thought about talking to her about the small arsenal she carried on her.

   "Dear One," Obi Wan started. "We were not going to kill each other."

   "No, but Starlight there gets under your skin," Anakin rolled his eyes. "She knows it and is using it to her advantage instead of fighting fair."

   "He literally kicks people the second he gets a chance!" Ser Ren whined, stomping a foot. "He plays dirty too!"

   "I know he literally kicks the second he gets a chance," Anakin rolled his eyes. "But you are actively playing dirty! Save that for the Separatist."

   "Well said," Obi Wan started but snapped his mouth shut when Anakin turned to glare at him.

   "And you, my Master," Anakin started darkly. "Are a Jedi Master on the High Council, this is unbecoming of you and I'm the one saying this! Do you know bad it has to be when I'm the one telling you?"

   "He's got a point, Obi Wan," Luke piped up, having taken the book from Anakin. "Wow these people are nuts. What could a blood sacrifice be needed for?"

   "Oh! My master said that blood is a good way to touch the Darkside," Ser Ren turned from baiting Obi Wan. "While there are many spells within the Force that use blood and not all of them are linked to darkness, blood spells linked to enemies is Darkside. Like if I was to take Obi Wan's blood and hand it to my master, he'd probably make a tracking spell."

   "Spells?" Obi Wan blinked. "You talk of the Force as if..."

   "Anakin had been making and killing plant life for the past three days as he walks." Ser Ren rolled her eyes. "He literally has an army of soot spirits that he's created. Tell me the Force isn't magic that spells are not a thing. I am a Sith witch, despite all my mechanical and engineering knowledge, I very much connect to the Force in the way of spells."

   Obi Wan sighed and placed his head in his hands. The problem was she was right. He did not know how he got into this situation. Luke and Ser Ren had taken to each other like ducks to water. Leia had also taken to Ser Ren, and Obi Wan had begun to wonder if maybe they were related. It would explain all the similarities between Luke and Anakin, as Ser Ren was defiantly Anakin's. Obi Wan felt his heart ache again. It been doing that since he'd met Ser Ren, since he realized that Luke had her same face. Since he noticed Leia had Anakin's pout of determination.

  Ben, who ever he was, was the luckiest alpha in the galaxy to be Anakin's. Obi Wan shook his head to rid himself off the thoughts. He was Anakin's former Master and his friend. He needed to rid himself of the thoughts that was plaguing his mind. They needed to get back to business.

   "We're heading out," Obi Wan frowned. "We've been given orders to assist Master Windu on Ryloth.."

   "Oh, that sounds fun," Ser Ren perked up but deflated at Obi Wan's glare. "What?"

   "You are a civilian," Obi Wan frowned. "The only ones that know of your status as a Sith are the Council, Anakin and our shared padawans."

   "You're missing Padme," Ser Ren interjected. "Look, I can help. With Five oh One, I can take out so much of the heavy artillery."

   "You most certainly can, but think about the repercussions on our side," Obi Wan frowned, crossing his arms. "Your, what was the terms you used? Mobile Suit is a highly technologically advanced weapon of war, one of which the taxpayers of the Republic will ask about and I'm positive that every bolt of that suit is covered in the blood that the Sith have collected. I know you are using it to wage war against the Hutts, against slavers. I can see it in your eyes, but I am not willing to risk the Separatist gaining ground just yet, not when we don't know how a Sith Lord became our Chancellor."

   "Rigged elections using Padme as a pawn to get a vote of no confidence," Luke piped up looking at Obi Wan's raised eyebrow. "What? I've read up on Naboo Blockage, that was all a dirty power play get him that seat."

   "Anakin, they're killing me," Obi Wan sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

   "I think that Ser Ren should be on standby," Anakin spoke, ignoring the pain in his chest at the mention of the Chancellor. "Luke and Ahsoka will be with us, but you are in Obi Wan's care, so it's his call."

   "Ugh!" Ser Ren huffed. "I never should have let you catch me. I could have ended Palpatine by now, or at least that simpering old man who reeks of 'boy mom' energy."

   "Uh does Riri mean Dooku?" Ahsoka walked into the hanger. "Also, will we ever get to see her big fuck off droid in battle?"

   "Mobile Suit," Obi Wan and Ser Ren corrected.

   "And no," Obi Wan finished. "I understand you're not used to waiting around for orders, Ser Ren, but please for my sake, just for a bit, please."

   Anakin, Luke and Ahsoka waited as Ser Ren's eyes flashed gold before huffing and turning away to look over at the mobile suit, before turning to look back at Obi Wan.

   "The second I sense that this has gone tits up, I'm entering, Master Jedi," she hissed poking him in the chest. "I will not ask permission."

   "Thank you, my darling girl," Obi Wan sighed before gently squeezing her shoulder and heading off to the bridge.

    Anakin and Ashoka followed after him, leaving Luke and Ser Ren alone. Luke felt a smiled crawl onto his face, and he leaned into his youngest sister's side.

   "Daddy's girl," he whispered.

   "Shut the fuck up, Daddy's boy," Ser Ren rolled her eyes leaning back into him.

   "I think I'm beginning to understand that dream," Luke sighed. "How did you get here, Riri?"

   "The same as you, I think, Lulu" Ser Ren sighed. "A Rabbit whole called the World Between Worlds. The wolves brought me here. I think we need to find an entrance and take Mom there, with Dad at the very least."

   "And lose Obi Wan Kenobi to endless amounts of research?" Luke snorted. "He's trying so hard to hide he wants to read everything you stole from Sidious."

   "Yeah, you're right," Ser Ren sighed. "I guess I need to start working on my pop star persona, thanks for that."

   "You sang to summon Bane, you get to inspire troupes," Luke smiled at her.

   "Ugh Lame!" Ser Ren groaned. "If Leia was here I'd have a fighting chance."

   "Probably not," Luke smiled.

   Anakin jumped out of his ship and headed over to where Ahsoka was running into the hanger. He gathered his stressed padawan into his arms lifting her from the ground and scenting her lightly before placing her down to look around for Obi Wan and his two. He took note of the missing Five oh One as he scanned the hanger, placing Ahsoka down.

   "You did good today, Ahsoka," Anakin smiled as he patted between her montrals. "That's an amazing maneuver you came up with."

   "Thank you, Master," Ahsoka beamed with pride.

   "Now, onto Ser Ren," Anakin looked over his shoulder to see Five oh One in flight mode docking in the special spot on the Resolute. "I thought you were ordered to keep on the ship."

   "What? We would have taken more loses!" Ser Ren frowned jumping out of her cockpit. "I already told you Five oh One can take more fire than the smaller fighters!"

   "That's not the point, Ser Ren," Anakin frowned rubbing his forehead.

   "That's exactly the point!" Ser Ren hissed. "I might be under Obi Wan's care until the Council thinks they can do something with me, but I am not a Jedi. I Am Sith."

   "What do you think could happen when people start asking questions?" Anakin groaned pinching the bridge of his nose.

   "Then I answer them! I tell them I'm a volunteer that has her own fuck off mobile suit!" Ser Ren yelled.

   "There's no need for yelling," Luke frowned at her as he walked in.

   "There is when I'm being ignored!" Ser Ren snapped spinning to face Luke. "I'm not a damsel! I'm not some simpering Omega waiting for some stupid Alpha or Beta to come rescue me! That's an insult to my mother! To my Master!"

   "It's a insult to them if you are reckless with your life," Luke pointed out.

   "I do not need..."

   "ENOUGH!" Anakin called out and the Force reacted.

   Luke and Ser Ren instantly bowed to each other, Luke gasped in shock as Ser Ren frowned. Anakin shook his head trying to regain his composer. Obi Wan blinked, one word and Anakin had settled both Luke and Ser Ren down before a fight. Obi Wan felt amazed and scared as Luke and Ser Ren seemed to instantly respond to Anakin's command. By the look on Anakin's face, he hadn't expected that either.

   "I'm sorry. I don't know how I did," Anakin gasped out.

   "We're fine," Ser Ren answered, standing up quickly. "You didn't mean it, and we know that. I'm going to go talk to Luke about that."

   Ser Ren grabbed Luke's hand and marched out of the hanger, heels clicking as she dragged him into his room and shoved him into his nest before crawling in to cuddle next to him. Luke slowly got his breathing to calm as Ser Ren scented and cooed at him.

   "What was that?" Luke asked.

   "Proof of Anakin Skywalker being the Living Force and proof of us being the Ashla and Bogan," Ser Ren sighed, looking up at the ceiling. "Leia can do the same thing as she's the one in the middle, she's usually the one to stop our fighting."

   "I'm sorry for yelling, I was worried," Luke muttered, frowning at the information Ser Ren spoke of. "Your galaxy sounds so different than mine."

   "I'm sorry too," Ser Ren smiled. "I'm so used to us having our own paths and missions I've forgotten how to work as a team. I'm sorry. I'm having trouble reconciling that too"

   "You going to listen to Mom and Dad?" Luke asked.

   "Not in a million years," Ser Ren giggled. "I'm the rebellious one, but I make an exception for my big brother. Now if we could convince Mom and Dad to let me reign hell on the Separatist: that be great."

   "I'm surprised you've lasted this long," Luke knocked his shoulder into hers. "I honestly thought you'd have gone and taken the Outer Rim by now."

   "Meh, I like it here with you," Ser Ren smiled. "I think it's time though. A little pop and jazz might help."

   Luke smiled and cuddled into Ser Ren. They would figure it out.

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   Mace Windu almost smiled as two separate engines roared over his battalion. Their diversion had managed to make it through the atmosphere around the anti-aircraft cannons. Padawan Kenobi and his Sith friend were almost perfectly in sync, not as close as Skywalker and Kenobi Senior, but close enough that they were mistaken for them until Lunaris' Five oh One transformed dropping down in front of Mace's battalion; wing shaped shields protecting them from heavy cannon fire as Luke looped around taking out many of the starfighter droids.

   "Lunaris, they're coming in hot" Luke yelled over comms. "Get those troopers out!"

   "Can't!" Ser Ren yelled back. "If I move from this spot, we'll lose this battalion!"

   "I've called for us to fall back, Lady Lunaris" Mace yelled into his comm. "I'll give you the signal once we've got cover!"

   "Copy that," Ser Ren grunted and shifter the controls to aim her laser cannon to the largest of the a tanks heading for them. "Be nice if Kenobi would hurry up with taking out those anti-aircraft guns!"

   Once Mace was far enough back, he watched as Five oh One sprang up and transformed it back into flight mode before tearing off after the droids following Luke. Mace was sure those two would be fine. The two of them had taken this mission alone as a distraction. Mace would have preferred that Skywalker was up there with them. It would have settled his nerves to have the best pilot the Jedi had over head, but Luke was nothing to scoff at.

   "Master Windu, do you read?"

   "Go ahead Skywalker," Mace answered.

   "Just got word that Obi Wan freed that village and got the anti-aircraft guns shut down. We're on our way."

   "Good, get your ass down here, before Kenobi's terror twins traumatize more droids without you," Mace couldn't help but smirk as he heard a scoff.

   "On our way, Skywalker out."

   "Lady Lunaris, Padawan Kenobi, did you hear that?" Mace called to his air support.

   "About time, getting boring watching Lulu lose," Lunaris flew over head firing on the battalion of droid closing in on Mace.

   "I'm up by three hundred," Luke whined, zoomed passed her, taking out another flock of starfighter droids. "Don't lie!"

   "Not lying Lulu," Ser Ren cackled before changing Five oh One back into walker mode and taking her cannons and firing on several more tanks. "I'm seriously getting tired of cannon fodder!"

   "Lady Lunaris, fall back to Master Windu, I'll help Luke from here!" Anakin's voice came across comms.

   "Copy, falling back to Windu to provide cover!" Ser Ren pulled her mobile suit back, keeping her shield in place to cover the clone troopers.

   "This is Obi Wan Kenobi, did Lady Lunaris and Padawan Kenobi make it to you, Master Windu?" Obi Wan came over comms.

   "Copy Windu," Mace spoke grinning as Ser Ren jumped out of her cockpit, saber staff blazing pink. "I'm kind shocked her saber isn't red."

   "Bleeding Crystals is mean!" Ser Ren whined, stomping a foot. "I might be a Sith but I don't hurt innocent things like kybers and animals!"

   "Oh for the love of!" Mace groaned running his hand down his face. "I did not want to owe Master Yoda more credits!"

   "What was that Master Windu?" Obi Wan called back.

    "Lady Lunaris and Padawan Kenobi did their mission well," Mace sighed not answering Obi Wan directly, "Don't know how long that Mobile Suit is a droid trick is going to last."

    "Might last longer than we think," Ser Ren huffed and batted Mace's hands away from rubbing her head. "Oi! I just got these twin tails fixed, No touchie!"

    "What ever you say, Skywalker," Mace snorted with affection letting her bat his hands way once more. "I just need you to be less like your dads."

   "Shit, you figured it out?" Ser Ren turned to Mace as Luke's interceptor landed.

   Luke jumped out and frowned at Ser Ren's panicking face before turning to Mace who held up his hand.

   "Peace, Padawan Kenobi, I'm no in the position to tell either of those two knuckleheads anything," Mace rolled his eyes fondly. "I just want to win the bet."

   "Twenty-three," Ser Ren pointed to Luke before pointing to herself. "Twenty-eight."

   "You're not triplets?" Mace asked in shock. "How are you not triplets?"

   "I think the Force fears for Obi Wan if She let Anakin have triplets," Ser Ren frowned remembering a horror story her father had told her.

   "That is a valid answer," Mace sighed rubbing his eyes. "We need assistance. Padawan Kenobi, you stay here with Skywalker and Tano; keep them from getting killed. Lady Lunaris, you're with me. We're going to go find the leader of the Twi'lek resistance, Cham Syndulla."

   "We're going to go look for Hera Syndulla's Dad?" Ser Ren squealed, jumping up and down hands clasped together.

   "She's like the best pilot in the Galaxy!" Luke blinked, before looking stary eyed.

   "After Mom!" Ser Ren turned to Luke.

   "You've never seen her fly, then!" Luke gasped looking shocked. "She's the whole reason I wanted to join the Rebels!"

   "Good to know," Mace sighed, mentally resigned that all Skywalkers loved flying. "Alright, Kenobi back to the air, Skywalker, with me."

   "Got it!" Luke and Ser Ren yelled.

   Hours later, Obi Wan stood next to Luke as he and Anakin went over battle plans. Ser Ren had called to check in, stating that they had gotten Syndulla, but she was unimpressed by him. Anakin had commented on how much like Obi Wan Ser Ren sounded while Obi Wan leveled Anakin with a flat glare. Ahsoka giggled at them while moving to cuddle into Luke's side for comfort. Ser Ren had been hogging Luke since she joined them and she wanted some of her lineage brother's attention too.

   Luke smiled down at her and Ahsoka smiled before her grin turned devious.

  "One day, I will be taller than all of you," she whispered.

   "Rude! The nerve!" Luke whispered back knocking his shoulder into hers. "For that; the second Obi Wan enters his rut, I'm tossing you at him. You will be sacrificed for the greater good."

   "How dare you!" Ahsoka hissed back. "You cannot use me to escape Obi Wan's biological need to check every limb to make sure we have them all! We sacrifice Anakin. That way Obi Wan will be more interested in coddling him than us."

   "You underestimate his need to check on his children first and Anakin's willingness to cater to it," Luke hissed back.

   "I do not see how my upcoming rut has anything to do with the hear and now," Obi Wan interrupted leaning over them from behind. "Or Anakin for that matter."

   All three turned to the squawk that Anakin let out, his face turning several shades of red as Obi Wan raised an eyebrow. Anakin waived his hand and turned from them the other gripping his face to trying to will his blush away. Luke and Ahsoka looked at each other then at Obi Wan as he frowned Anakin's back.

   "They are so stupid," Ahsoka hissed at him.

   "Yes, yes, they are," Luke rolled his eyes. "Anakin, you okay?"

   "No! Yes!" Anakin turned back around. "But no, no more talked of up coming ruts, or heats! We have a mission to finish!"

   Luke and Ahsoka looked at each other before sighing. It wasn't too long after that when Mace returned with Ryloth's resistance forces. Mace explained that he sent Ser Ren ahead with Stak and Razor. They would scout out the best way to enter the capital. Obi Wan frowned at this, but Anakin nodded to it.

   "Ser Ren seems to understand war better than any of us," Anakin mentioned, looking over their makeshift table full of battle plans. "She has told us stories of her taking the Outer Rim from the Hutts in her time."

   "Sounds like something she picked up from a parent," Mace spoke raising and eyebrow at Anakin.

   "What does that mean?" Anakin pouted, confused as to why Mace was picking on Ser Ren.

   "That look too," Mace smirked watching Anakin's face turn bright red.

   "Next Bridgerton night, have Master Yoda bring you," Anakin coughed looking to the side.

   "Anakin, you were saying about Ser Ren?" Obi Wan cut in trying not to frown at Mace; at Anakin keeping something from him.

   "Right, you have to have noticed she's like a scary good tactician right?" Anakin frowned. "She's probably already told Luke and Ahsoka a plan that's possibly better than what we've got."

   Luke and Ahsoka shrugged at the same time. Ser Ren and Leia had been coming up with plans that they were executing on their requests. Luke more so than Ahsoka. Leia was in the Senate everyday digging up what she could on Palpatine. Ser Ren understood how the Sith were working and was using that against him.

   "I thought Ser Ren was taking direct orders from Miss Organa?" Mace questioned. "As she seems to know more about your battle plans than the Council lately."

   "One does not cross Leia Organa," Ser Ren's voice startled them, the Jedi turned to the hologram looking at them funny. "We found a way in, but I also have a clear shot of the Sepritist General. Say the word and I can take him out now."

   "Absolutely not," Obi Wan ordered. "We will not sink so low."

   "Lunaris, wait until we get into the city and take the battalion," Mace spoke overriding Obi Wan. "We don't want the Civilians cornered when you take that shot. Non-lethal."

   "Mace, have you lost it?" Obi Wan turned to him.

   "I trust my future padawan," Mace told him a small smile gracing his face at the thought. "If I finished her teaching after the man she calls master returned her, then we know she'll do only what she must."

   Obi Wan's eye got wide and Anakin gasped. Luke's head whipped over to them. He'd kinda figured Ser Ren finished her training with the Jedi from the stories she told about the Temple from her future. Luke couldn't believe that things where changing, but this was a start. Leia was right, Leia had been right from the start. They needed to start talking if they were going to save the Galaxy and Anakin.

   "Understood, no head shots." Ser Ren's hologram smirked. "Not as fun, but I'll take it, Mace. You've figured out too much for my comfort."

   Mace nodded to her and the call cut.

   Luke turned to the problem at hand. They needed to get keep the bridge open as well as keep the sky clear. Luke called Ser Ren.

   "Yes, borther dear?" she answered with a grin as if she was waiting.

   "Can Five oh One fight without you?" he asked, gesturing behind him at the large blue, white, and red mobile suit.

   "No, it cannot," Ser Ren frowned at him before blinking. "That blasted tactician droid! The second we take the bridge; it's going to escape and call Dooku!"

   "Most likely, I'd take that head shot," Luke told her pulling up a map of the city. "The sooner that droid is out the less likely Dooku will have the ability to call and air raid on the city."

   "So what would you suggest, Padawan?" Ser Ren frowned at him stroking her chin. "I can take that droid out and secure the bridge. Or we can pull a Trojan horse."

   "Masters?" Luke turned to them before taking a deep breathe. "I was told how this day will end by my former master. We will win the day, but we will not gain any ground."

   "Your call, Padawan Kenobi," Mace nodded to him.

   "Ser Ren, take that droid out," Luke turned back to the hologram. "If you're okay, I want to take Five oh One to cover us in the air. When we get this done, I think you need to see Leia and take Five oh One and find that thing Leia spent months trying to get the plans for."

    "Copy, Lunaris out."

    "Luke, I thought I warned you about," Obi Wan started.

    "Leia was right," Luke interrupted spinning around to face Obi Wan. "We're going to loose the Jedi if we don't start giving the knowledge we have. Ser Ren is right too. I know the Force probably sent us here to observe and learn, but at the same time; I want my dad back. I want to live in the Temple. I want to see Ahsoka get Knighted! I want to live with my sisters. I want a future where I have all of my sisters. I can't have that if I don't listen to the fact that Leia is right."

   Mace nodded his head as Obi Wan looked at Luke in shock.

   "Master Yoda and I were wondering how long until you told us everything," Mace smiled placing his hand on Luke's shoulder. "Ben usually would have cracked by now."

   "You've met Ben?" Obi Wan sputtered.

   "You're clearly not paying attention to things, Obi Wan," Mace patted his arm and lead the troops and resistance army into the city.

@ThecuterKenob!(LuLuMoon)

Woot Just save Ryloth from the Sepratist! One step closer to Peace!

Reply from @TheSepritist4theW

What would the Republic know about Peace? 

Reply from @ThecuterKenob!(LuLuMoon)

Good Question! No system of Government is prefect, but Decomrocy acknowledges that all of us have right to use our voice to make a better future for those who come after us. The Sith Lord playing both sides of this War only wants total and complete control. It would be better if the Republic and the Confederation started negotiations to ensure that we can all live in peace.

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@ThecuterKenob!(LuLuMoon)

Here's some actual hate speech: Fall on your saber, Sidious, you ugly cunt.

Reply from @ThecuterKenob!(LuLuMoon)  to @ThecuterKenob!(LuLuMoon)

Why does this have five billion likes is six hours?

@thehottestKenob!(RiriStar)

{Video of Luke staring at his comm while Anakin and Ahsoka laugh at him}

This dumb twink might save the Galaxy, pray for us.

Reply to @thehottestKenob!(RiriStar) form @GeneralKenobiOfficial(OWKenobi)

Ser Ren don't be rude!

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   "So let me get this straight," Mace sighed looking at Anakin's board while they sat around Padme's apartment. "Luke, Leia, and Ser Ren are children of the two biggest idiots in the Order. Ser Ren comes from an entirely different future than Luke and Leia. In Luke and Leia's future it is possible that Skywalker Falls to the Darkside and calls Palpatine Master. You three thought the best idea was that Skywalker not alert Palpatine that you know what he possibly is by not cutting him off from Skywlker immediately. That was until Ser Ren showed Obi Wan Palpatine's ancestorial home; which he, in turn, threw the biggest bitch fit I've ever seen him throw."

   "Not only that but Luke is finishing his training under Obi Wan and Obi Wan doesn't know that Luke Leia and Ser Ren are his children with Skywalker, and The Force pulled them here to show Skywalker both his possible paths?" Mace finished rubbing his forehead. "Anakin, has anyone asked if you're okay?"

   "No," Anakin sniffled. "But I appreciate that you're asking! I'm doing shit right now, but I'm doing much better than a week ago."

   "Have you thought of bringing Obi Wan into this?" Mace asked, rubbing his forehead.

   "Obi Wan will bolt with Anakin the second he learns something is off," Padme frowned. "As much as I want to hold the kids as babies, we can't afford for Obi Wan to turn feral and pull his pack into hiding. I have work to do so does Leia, Luke and Ser Ren, and so does Anakin. Obi Wan will hide us away the second he thinks we're in mortal danger. Hells, we're lucky Obi Wan didn't do that the second he found out about Palpatine!"

   "I think that might be why Ser Ren has be actively aggravating Obi Wan," Anakin spoke up before turning to add Ser Ren's picture to his board. "She was trying to keep him mind in the here and now. She's shown that Sidious can't be a threat if we're all on the same page together. As for how Obi Wan doesn't know; I don't know, I just live with him."

   Mace sighed at that, then looked over at Yoda.

  "Speak with the children we must, tied past in the Clone wars they have, but find the divergence we must," Yoda frowned. "Find where we could loose Anakin, we must."

   "You think even now I could still be lost?" Anakin asked sitting between Yoda and Padme.

   "Think you have been groomed for it, a very long time you have," Yoda spoke, patting Anakin's leg. "Give up on you, he will not. Use the children he will. Smart they have been about who knows, keeping Obi Wan in the dark for as long as possible, for the best for now."

   "Ugh, I don't like that" Mace sighed feeling the shatterpoints shutter around him. "I feel like him not knowing will bite us in the ass."

   "It will" Anakin frowned agreeing with Mace. "We just don't know where Obi Wan's temper will fall on it. He'll probably give big sad Kenobi eyes and whine 'Anakin' before holding me for several minutes or we're going to have a hell of a fight."

   "Oh no, who's going to get Master Yoda in the divorce?" Padme giggled leaning into her friend's side.

   "Not me, I get the kids, the droids, you, and we go to Naboo," Anakin snorted cuddling back into her.

   "Talked of this have you?" Yoda chuckled, patting Anakin's knee again.

   "No, but I'm sure he knows that," Anakin smiled down at his grandmaster.

   "You know, I think the Order could use a wedding after all of this," Mace sighed looking up at the ceiling. "Might do good for our image."

   "What?!" Anakin coughed face turning red. "Isn't that attachment?"

   "It could be," Mace sighed before smirking at Anakin. "But considering how you two are anyway I don't see the point in not letting you knuckleheads continuing to be the exception that proves the rule."

   "I want to plan it!" Padme turned to Mace.

   "Any let you take away the thing Yoda has been plotting since Luke popped up?" Mace frowned at her. "Which brings us back to the problem you came to us about. You stated that Palpatine has been trying to corner you, Senator?"

   Padme looked down at her wine before setting it on the coffee table. She could tell that Anakin was giving her a look, one that promised Obi Wan would be informed and she would find herself trapped in Anakin's nest until Obi Wan and Anakin decided she was safe. Padme rolled her eyes and decided to sic Sabe on Obi Wan should he try anything.

   Padme had been cornered no more that three times in the last week since Anakin had started avoiding the Senate building and Palpatine. She could tell that he was pretending to be worried. that he was feeling out for where Anakin was. they'd cut him off cold turkey to his victim and now he was looking to get him back. Keeping Anakin busy enough to make sure that he wouldn't slip and give in was also daunting.

   "Ani," she frowned looking at him. "Don't even start."

   "I'm not starting anything," Anakin frowned back at her, but he knew she was worried that he'd go back.

   "No, but you will inform Obi Wan and I don't have time to spend days trapped in the Temple until you two calm down," She told him.

   "Bah!" Anakin waived his hand at her. "You'll be fine, you'll have the Temple running more efficiently if Obi Wan and I trapped you in there."

   "See! This is What happens when you adopt to overprotective Jedi as siblings," Padme rolled her eyes. "I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself! Don't you turn those big sad eyes on me, Anakin Skywalker!"

   "I'm calling a council meeting in the morning," Mace groaned as Yoda patted his knee.

   The Skywalker family would be the death of him.

   The following morning, Luke, Leia, and Ser Ren stood before the council. Leia in the center, Luke to her right, Ser Ren to her left. They stood as relaxed as they could with all of the Council staring at them. Obi Wan felt uneasy as Artoo chirped at his side. He reached out to pat his dome, not knowing what else to do. This whole meeting would be hard on all of them.

   "Bring you before us we have," Yoda started eyes twinkling. "Many Questions we have. To begin with, the plans Future Anakin's droid slipped back into you pocket a year ago."

   "Yes," Leia spoke, pulling out the plans. "I also have the schematics on the Clones. I didn't want to believe that they were as much victims as the Jedi but..."

   "We have to make sure that everything is covered, Leia," Luke smiled, placing his hand on her shoulder. "I've been with them for a year, there's no way they did that willingly."

   "Artoo, if you would be so kind?" Mace sighed.

    Artoo rolled over to Leia beeping excitedly. She slipped the plans into Artoo, and the droid projected a hologram. Leia felt her heart beat fast as the weapon that took her home from her sprang to life but flinched as Ser Ren laid a hand on her shoulder.

   "We'll destroy it before it can come online. I'll make sure to burn everything regarding this disgusting thing to the ground," Ser Ren promised.

   "This is the Death Star. A massive super weapon that, in the future, was used to destroy my home planet of Alderaan. From everything the Rebel Alliances gathered over twenty years, its construction started around the time of the Clone Wars. There's also something called 'Order Sixty-six," Leia gulped fidgeting with her fingers before crossing her arms and hiding her hands in her sleeves. "It was used to kill off many of the Jedi. What was left was scattered to the stars. My Father, my birth father, had to separate myself and my twin to keep us safe during that time. I didn't learn about Luke until I was ten when Ben came to rescue me from the Empire. That was when I first met Darth Vader. Darth Vader is the Omega Sith that acts as the Emperor's attack dog. He's never hurt me, personally, but he smells of hurt and abandoned omega, but I don't understand why?"

   "It might because that's your birth mother," Anakin spoke up from his place behind Obi Wan's chair not looking down as Obi Wan's head snapped up. "From everything you have told Padme and myself. I put together a board to have a physical thought process for all of us to see. We know now that Palpatine was obviously grooming his next apprentice for years, possibly since he became aware of him before the defeat of his former apprentice, Darth Maul."

   "That's impossible," Luke looked at Anakin. "Our birth mother died during Order Sixty-Six, reports state he was killed defending us before Bail Organa and Aunt Padme took us to Dad."

   "Search your feelings Luke," Anakin looked down trying not to cry. "You know it to be true."

   The silence that fell over the council chambers before Luke screamed. Anakin felt tears welling up in his eyes as he looked on the faces of his children, his eldest devastated by the truth, his youngest burning with confusion. Anakin sighed, not looking down to Obi Wan's face. He needed to power through this; to do the right thing for Luke and Leia's sake, he could see the path now. Ser Ren's future was what they needed to move towards, but only the Force and Time knew if he would fully become Vader.

   "I am the one that Palpatine has been grooming," Anakin sighed, wanting to reach down and hold Obi Wan's hand for comfort. "We know of no other Jedi that has visited him as much as I did. I have been speaking with Masters Yoda and Windu about this and the possibility that Pal....Sidious has been plotting my turn to the Dark side since Qui Gon Jinn let me accompany Senator Amidala during the Naboo Crisis. Until now, only Padme, Master Yoda, Master Windu and I had any possible theory as to who the Fallen one was after Luke had spoken the first time of him. I do not know how I Fall, I have a feeling he will still try even though I have cut ties."

   "Yes, possibility of this, I fear," Yoda sighed. "Call to you the Darkside does, just as the Light does."

   "Then we need to give Anakin a place to Fall," Ser Ren finally recovered. "Look, I'm not a Jedi, I call myself Sith, but even I know I walk more in the middle than truly in the Dark. The Light is home. It's safety, but if we want to beat this anomaly, then we need people who can walk both. Luke has been telling you for a year, Leia too, and now I am, it's time for change. The Schism must end; we cannot cast those who are our brothers and sisters away. We have to start changing. The Force will never heal if we don't."

   "So much like Obi Wan, Lady Lunaris," Plo Koon chuckled and Obi Wan's head snapped to him. "I think we have found who will take out this Death Star for us."

   "I am always willing to cause chaos for the Light," Ser Ren smirked with a bow. "The other thing is getting the current plans to make sure a second one cannot be built. As well as figure out how to fire the slave ships in the Clones' heads. We will also need to start upping guard for planets that are known Kyber deposits. That's going to be the only thing that can focus a laser cannon that big well enough to fire."

   "You're and expert on Kyber lasers?" Ki-adi-mundi asked leaning forward.

   "Yes, because my riffle uses Kyber Crystal to fire," Ser Ren spoke before turning and pointing at the Death Star's main cannon on the hologram. "Five oh One has this exact kind of laser cannon. I've never tested it's full output, but if I use more than ten percent, I'm sure that I could take out a planet with it."

   "You made a cannon that can take out a planet?!" Obi Wan finally spoke up, trying to get his world to stop falling apart.

   "Allegedly, I have made a cannon strong enough to take out a planet," Ser Ren winced, before looking down.

   "That doesn't make it better!" Obi Wan snapped.

   "Oi, don't get prissy because you were left out the loop for a good reason!" Ser Ren spun to yell at him.

   "Ser Ren!" Leia snapped, her hands rubbing Luke's back. "Calm yourself, flying off the handle isn't going to solve anything. Since you have something that can obviously take out the Death Star, you need to go do that. We don't have any concrete proof of Palpatine being a Sith Lord, because you helped Obi Wan and Luke break in to his home, so we can't use that, and from everything Anakin has told us, we can't use his grooming from Palpatine to build a case as that is all hearsay. We need to build a case as against him. Duchess Satine is due to come speak with the Senate, and I know you will assign Obi Wan to her protection team because of their past connection. I want to join. We'll need the Mandalorians on our side if this goes tits up."

   "My Favorite Phrase!" Ser Ren giggled.

   "I've got a bad feel..."

   "Luke, shut up!" Ser Ren turned to him as he stood. "That Phrase is a damn Jinx! Anytime someone, who is Force sensitive or Force blessed, utters that phrase bad shit happens! Very bad shit! I'm not saying that you can't acknowledge that the feeling is real, but don't say it aloud!"

   "Very well," Yoda finally spoke. "Join Knight Skywalker, Master Kenobi, and Padawan Kenobi, Miss Organa will. Destroy the Death Star, Lady Lunaris will. Dismissed we are."

   Obi Wan shot out of his seat seconds after Yoda let them go. Anakin followed after trying to feel out how upset Obi Wan was. Like ducklings, Leia, Luke, and Ser Ren followed. Ahsoka joined the line after watching them walk by and the angry frown on Obi Wan's face making her uneasy. Once they reached Obi Wan and Anakin's apartments, he opened the door and pointed inside.

   "Obi...."

   "Anakin, I'm not ready to actually speak," Obi Wan hissed not looking at Anakin. "In, all of you. Leia, call Padme, the second the door is closed. She needs to be here, five minutes ago."

   Everyone piled into the rooms. Anakin started to bustle around gathering items of clothing, blankets, pillows, anything soft and full of scent before looking around to where to put it. Obi Wan gave him a pointed look before gesturing to his own room. Anakin whimpered, unsure if Obi Wan actually wanted Anakin to build the nest there or if he was talking about taking the bedding, before Obi Wan raised an eyebrow at him. Anakin bolted to into the room taking the mattress from the frame and started to break the frame down to store out of the way. Once Obi Wan was sure Anakin was building his nest, he started rooting around for things to make. His pack needed food, it's been an exhausting day. Luke was shaken to his core, Anakin as well, Ser Ren never looked like she ate enough, Ahsoka was a bottomless pit of hunger, Leia needed more home cooked foods.

   Padme wasn't with them yet, and it was making Obi Wan's nerves itch. A knock came seconds later and Obi Wan opened the door to pull their wayward alpha sister in. Padme was handed tea and directed to sit with the padawans. Luke looked like he had calmed enough for Obi Wan to pass tea into his hands before he burst into tears again. Obi Wan frowned at this trying to understand why his padawan was still upset when Anakin came out of his room. Obi Wan peaked around his omega, nodding to himself before pushing tea into Anakin's hands and ran his wrist over Anakin's pulse points before shooing Anakin into the nest. One by one he scented and checked each of the padawans, and Padme, sent them to the nest. Once they were all in his bedroom, Obi Wan checked over the rooms. Anakin's room was clear of anything, Obi Wan noted that Anakin had taken the mattress from the room. Nodding to himself Obi Wan locked done his apartments and walked into his room, took off his boots and crawled into the fortlike nest Anakin made.

   He sighed when he set his eyes on all of his pack minus the droids and clones, but Rex and Cody would take care of Artoo and Threepio while he took care of the rest of them.

   "Obi Wan," Anakin spoke again, voice on the verge of tears. Obi Wan realized he wouldn't be able to haul Anakin away much longer, not when Ben finally came.

   "How long where you planning on keeping me from knowing you knew?" he asked finally.

   "I didn't want to put you or them in danger," Anakin sniffled looking down at his tea. "If Pal...Sidious knew that Luke, Leia, and Ser Ren existed, he would triple his efforts in having you killed."

   "What do I have to do with Ben?" Obi Wan frowned, confused. "I'm upset that you didn't trust me to help.

   "Are you fucking serious?!" Anakin roared turning to face him fully. "You can't be that dumb!"

   "Anakin, I'm okay with you having another alpha....."

   "You're Ben Kenobi, you absolute fool!" Anakin yelled, dropping his empty cup to grab at his hair. "How did you not get that?! How do you not see your sharp wit in Leia's eyes? Your peace in Luke? Your absolute bitchiness in Ser Ren?!"

   "Hey!" Ser Ren whined.

   "What?" Obi Wan frowned.

   "I have been in love with you since I was fucking nine years old, you moron!" Anakin yelled pulling at his curls. "Padme, this... this is the alpha I've chosen and he's a fucking idiot!"

   "I never said you have good taste, Anakin" Padme snorted into her tea.

   "Wait how much have I missed?" Ahsoka asked, Leia turned to her to explain quietly.

   "I'm Ben?" Obi Wan blinked.

   "It's your own fucking undercover name!" Anakin whined, verging on hysterical. "You know the name you always use when we go undercover? That name! Padme, he's going to drive me to the dark side! I know it!"'

   "How about we don't repackage Dad's "Anakin, you're going to be the Death of me' line!" Luke finally snapped.

   "Sorry, Moonbeam, but I have not idea why he's being so stubbornly stupid!" Anakin whined.

   "Dad?" Obi Wan blinked.

   "I think we've broke him," Ahsoka moved to snuggle into Padme's side.

   Then all of them watched as a smug self important grin slid onto Obi Wan's face and Anakin for the life of him couldn't understand why he felt like he created a monster.

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 "I don't see why we agreed with the council in letting Ahsoka and Ser Ren go off on their own," Obi Wan huffed from beside Anakin, as the Twilight took off.

   "Because they're big girls and can kill a man in more than two hundred different ways?" Anakin frowned, glancing at Obi Wan. "Obi Wan, Ser Ren is a full-fledged Sith Lord that we, just this morning, watched as she tossed Mace Windu, Master of the Order, on his ass like he was a doll?"

   "Well, yes, but..."

   "Obi Wan, nothing has changed," Anakin smiled at him, reaching out to hold his hand. "Even with you having the knowledge that Luke, Leia, and Ser Ren are our from the future kids, they're not our babies, they will come in time. Besides, I think Ben would be super upset if you babied Luke now that he's so close to his trials."

   "You're right," Obi Wan sighed then pouted. "And give me some grace, please. You've known for almost a year."

   "You could have too if you paid attention," Anakin sang with a smirk before sighing. "His cloak smelled of you all heartbroken and lonely."

   "Oh Anakin," Obi Wan looked at him feeling his emotions starting to choke him. "Dear One."

   "If I Fall, you do what you must," Anakin told him, pulling his hand back. "I won't risk any of you if I go full Sith bitch. I mean it Obi Wan. I need you to promise me that."

   "Yes, Anakin." Obi Wan vowed, feeling like his world just narrowed again.

   "But that doesn't mean that I liked smelling how upset you were," Anakin sighed. "I don't like that Luke doesn't smell like me and you, that Leia doesn't smell like either of us at all. It kills me just a bit every time, but they're twenty and nineteen, I have to have some faith in them. The Force gave them missions and We... I have to accept that."

   "That's very mature way to look at it." Obi Wan sighed, reaching back out for Anakin's hand.

   "Besides, I'm sure in like a year or two we'll have tiny, cute versions of Luke and Leia running around." Anakin turned to smirk at Obi Wan only to be greeted with that smug smile Obi Wan gave him any time he mentioned babies. "Slow you're roll, Casanova! First let's get through this war before I'm stuck on bed rest because of you."

   Obi Wan's smile slipped into something less smug before his eyes got large in realization.

   "I bloody turn into Qui Gon!"

   Anakin snorted before bursting into full belly laughs drawing Luke and Leia up from deeper within the Twilight. Leia frowned at the pure horror on Obi Wan's face, but Luke snorted before joining Anakin.

   "Luke Skywalker-Kenobi, you let me call myself a dirty hippy for a year!" Obi Wan rounded on his padawan.

   "You're mad about that?!" Luke gasped and then squealed as Obi Wan assaulted his sides. "No! No Stopppppp haahahahahahahahahahaha!"

   "Punishment, padawan mine!" Obi Wan sang inflicting Force Tickles. "For letting me call myself horrible names and snickering behind my back, Master Yoda and Anakin cannot save you from this."

   "Mercy! Mercy!" Luke called before using the Force to pull himself out of Obi Wan's grip and hid behind Leia. "It was all Master Yoda's fault! He's the one that asked for it!"

   "He did I was there," Leia confirmed smiling too much like Obi Wan. "I just expected you to have figured that out faster, General Kenobi."

   Obi Wan rolled his eyes. Mandalore was going to be a long grueling trip.

   He'd been right, the second Satine laid eyes on Anakin she'd whisked him away. Why, he had no idea. Obi Wan was going to have words with her once Leia did.

   "Do you not feed your omega, Obi Wan?" Satine asked as they finally found her in a beautiful park some twenty minutes later.

   Obi Wan sputtered and Anakin felt like a kid of Life Day. Luke inched closer to his twin as Leia stared at the usually composed Obi Wan Kenobi turning red. Leia had never seen Obi Wan's temper, but Luke and Anakin looked equally excited and full of dread.

   "Anakin is an adult and more than capable of getting his own food!" Obi Wan grunted, crossing his arms.

   "Anakin cooks for us more often than not," Luke shrugged, not feeling ashamed of ratting his master out. "Obi Wan likes to eat at Dax's."

   "Really?" Satine smirked at Obi Wan with a raised eyebrow.

   "Luke, young one, you're not helping," Obi Wan frowned at him.

   "I feel that. I've been cooking for Obi Wan forever," Anakin grinned watching Satine glare at Obi Wan. "But he also likes my cooking."

   "Because you do so much with so little," Obi Wan wanted to whine, before frowning. "What is this pick on Obi Wan day?"

   "I mean if you can't take what you dish out Maaaaasssshahahahahahahahahaha Nooooo stoppppppp!" Anakin howled. "You Ass!!!!!! Obi Waaaaaaannnnnnnnn stooooppppppp! hahhahahaha! I wiisssssh Luke nev-never taught you thisssss! hahahahahaha"

   "All's fair, Dear One," Obi Wan smirked, enjoying the sound of Anakin's laughter.

   Satine stared at the soft features of Obi Wan's face as he turned his attack onto the two standing behind him. The younger blond and the brunette howled in laughter, before the Padawan, Satine's mind supplied, turned the tickles on Obi Wan.

   "Oi, can you two stop!" Leia finally snapped trying to bring the conversation back to a serious tone. "We came here to help not start a pissing match between an Alpha and a Beta! Duchess Kryze, can you please leave Knight Skywalker alone? There's much we have to discuss."

   Satine sobered up and looked at the small woman frowning at her. Satine took in her white flowing gown and brown hair pulled into swirling buns. Leia marched forward and looked up at Satine before dipping into a curtsy.

   "I'm Leia Organa, I work with Senator Amidala of Naboo," she began. "As you know Mandalore is under treat of Death Watch, and you have asked for the Jedi's assistance, but I would like to help you with negotiating a peaceful compromise."

   "You would have me go to the old ways?" Satine frowned looking down at her.

   "No, I would have you add them to the now," Leia frowned. "Duchess Kryze, to be frank with you, I fear for Mandalore's continued safety as well as the Jedi. They are going to need powerful allies to protect them. I understand that what the Jedi are doing are not what you would call peacekeeping, but even peacekeepers must know when to pick up arms to fight. I'm hoping that we can come to an agreement about our future."

   "If it is this type of discussion, I'd like to do it in a less open place," Satine spoke, rising. "I will have rooms prepared for you."

   "Luke and I will share," Leia spoke, pulling Luke to her side. "He is my brother."

   Leia paced hers and Luke's room much later. She was on edge. Satine would be a tough person to sell to for that they needed. With Death Watch hovering overhead, Satine would most likely take a hard stance on her Neutrality, but at the end of the day the Empire would eliminate Mandalore to keep power. She needed to find a way for her to understand that there couldn't be Neutrality when the Galaxy at large was on the cusp of falling. The sun was beginning to dip down the horizon. Obi Wan had taken the room across from them, Anakin the room next to him. Luke was deep in the Force trying to ignore her as she walked around.

   "Leia, you can't bite her head off if she doesn't listen," Luke muttered from the corner he was meditating in.

   "Yes, well, I can try to change her mind," Leia frowned as she stopped her pacing.

   "You can, but remember the Will of the Force," Luke opened his eyes, twisting to look at her. "We can't save everyone, Leia, no matter how much we want too."

   "I know," Leia sighed dropping down to sit next to him. "I can see why Ben didn't stay."

   "She's just enough like Anakin, but not enough to keep him," Luke snorted pulling himself out of lotus to hug his knees. "Dad and angry blondes."

   "I wouldn't say they're all angry," Leia sighed leaning into him. "But she would have tried to change Dad to be what she thought he would be, and he'd have tried the same. They don't have the ability to love each other as they are or to change for each other."

   "No, they wouldn't," Luke scented her. "And Satine might be able to call Dad on his bantha shit, but she couldn't hold him to it, not the way he would have needed to."

   "No, and as cool as Aunt Padme is, I think she and Anakin would have made each other worse," Leia scented him back. "He can't really be Vader, can he?"

   "I don't know, but if Anakin thinks he can possibly become him and the Force is screaming at me that he could be if we don't save him, then" Luke gulped in air, willing the tears away. "I have to believe that Palpatine will twist our mother into something vile and terrifying, if we don't stop him."

  Leia sighed, then jumped lightly at the knock from the door. The twins turned around to call from them the come in, and Anakin peeked his head through the door, with a smile bright as the sun.

  "Sunspark, Moonbeam!" Anakin called walking in and plopping down next to Luke's right side. "This place is wizard, but from what I read it's a lot duller than I thought it would be."

  "You're not upset about Obi Wan and the Duchess?" Leia frowned, having expected jealousy not out right joy and lies.

   "What? Oh, the whole obviously he was in love with Satine at one point thing!" Anakin snorted with an eye roll. "Nah, it means he can't say jack shit about my fling with Padme anymore. So, what's the battle plan for getting Mandalore on the Republic's side?"

   "On the Jedi's side," Leia huffed swatting at Anakin playfully. "Until we get Palpatine out of the Senate and away from you entirely, I just need the Mandalorians on the Jedi's side. They might need them if we can't stop Order Sixty-Six."

   "Maybe Ser Ren could give us an idea?" Luke spoke, grasping his chin as he thought. "If Ser Ren's future is the path we are taking then she might have a good idea as to what we need to do?"

   "Or the real path could be an amalgamation of both paths shown by you two and Ser Ren," Anakin spoke stoking his chin the same way. "At the end of day, we have to go with what Satine wishes, if we can change her heart and mind then we can call that as a win, but if we cannot, we ask her for embarrassing Teen Obi Wan Stories."

   "What's this about embarrassing stories?" Obi Wan asked as he knocked on the open door. "I have quite a few of Anakin, if you want to hear."

   "Yes! Please!" Luke and Leia yelled together.

   "What? Nooooo," Anakin whined. "I wanna hear about your girlfriend!"

   "She's not my girlfriend!" Obi Wan gasped indignantly before frowning. "And I'm surprised you're not throwing a fit!"

   "What? I can be the bigger person," Anakin huffed at Obi Wan's raised eyebrow. "Plus, you can't say shit! One, we're not even dating dating, nor have you asked to become a Force Bond pair, and two I at least can say I had a fling with Padme and Master Yoda already whacked me for that one."

   "You want to.......You want to do the Force Bond?" Obi Wan blinked face changing to match his hair.

   "Master, at what point will you realize you're stuck with me, forever?" Anakin grinned ominously. "Forever and ever and ever, even when we return to be one with The Force."

   "Oh wow, that's a threat," Leia snorted.

   "Anakin!" Obi Wan hissed.

   "What?!" Anakin grumped. "Master Yoda told me the same thing a couple months back!"

   They spent the rest of the evening giggling with each other.

   In the early hours of the morning, Anakin slipped out of his room. He'd had a nightmare. The sound of heavy mechanical breathing rang in his ears, before him stood Obi Wan, sobbing older, thin. There was a little girl glaring at him, it flashed to Leia looking the same as the day he met her. Everything felt of smoke, ash and flame, his skin ached and stretched in ways that felt like tearing. Anakin made it to the room Obi Wan was in and opened the door, not bothering to knock.

   Obi Wan was asleep, one arm splayed out to the side the other resting on his chest, his light snores the only sound in the room. Anakin felt bad for what he was about to do. He hadn't done this in so long, but the nightmare had shaken him that badly. He needed to hear Obi Wan's heartbeat in his ear, feel his chest rising with breath under his palm, his body heat seep into Anakin's cold bones. Obi Wan grumbled as the bed shifted, Anakin flinched a second before pulling the covers up and tucking himself into Obi Wan's side.

   Unprompted, Obi Wan turned to pull Anakin closer, arms closing around him and Anakin sighed, before trying to let the fear of the dream go. He mulled it over in his brain. It might have been a vision. The breathing seemed to match the way Ser Ren marched but at a slower tempo. Obi Wan's face in the dream hurt to see. It was so heartbroken and so thin. Obi Wan looked so thin. Everything in Anakin was screaming to make it right, but how?

   "Dear One, I can hear you thinking," Obi Wan's sleep rough voice pulled him out of his thoughts. "You haven't done this in a long time."

   "I had a vision," Anakin whispered. "I'm not calling it a nightmare. You were in it and Leia, as a child, was in it. I haven't seen her as a child."

   "Anakin," Obi Wan started, feeling Anakin might be building into hysterics.

   "And I kept hearing breathing, and it is terrifying, it matched the rhythm of Ser Ren's walk, but it was slower and Obi Wan, you were so thin and looked so sad and I know I did that and… and" Anakin felt the sob catch in his throat as Obi Wan tucked him under his chin.

   "We know that this will not come to pass," Obi Wan spoke rubbing his hand up and down Anakin's back. "Leia will not let it, neither Luke nor Ser Ren, and neither will I. You're wise and brave and you're taking the needed steps away from the Dark that Sidious would have you be, my galaxy. I know I do not wish for you to learn the Dark, but I can see that you're here to be everything, the light of every star and the blackhole at the center."

   "Obi Wan..."

  "Hush, let me speak," Obi wan chided, patting Anakin's hip. "Ser Ren told me something the day we met. That letting you destroy the Order as it is now would be a mercy, that it's hemorrhaging. I suspect she's right but letting go is hard."

   "Attachment," Anakin frowned, realizing the root of their problem. "That's the attachment we're actually fighting. We're so stuck in being what we think we should be that we stopped being what we need to be."

   "It seems the Order as a whole has an attachment issue," Obi Wan chuckled, pulling his fingers through Anakin's messy curls. "Who thought a Sith would tell us that?"

   "Please, she's a carbon copy of you," Anakin snorted. "She sounds like you on a good day."

   "Three," Obi Wan snorted in amusement.

   "Biologically three," Anakin reminded him. "There are still padawans, I'm sure. Smell good."

   "Sith spit," Obi Wan frowned, but didn't move. "Dear one, Anakin. I'm going into rut."

   "Mmmmm," Anakin groaned rubbing his nose into Obi Wan's chest hair. "Five more minutes."

   "Anakin," Obi Wan tried to warn only for Anakin to roll completely on top of him; nose trapped against his neck. "This isn't sensible."

   "mmmmm, no, but we haven't been this close since before all of this started," Anakin sighed, getting comfortable.

   "Dear One," Obi Wan groaned, feeling himself getting hard. "You're not ready, and the galaxy isn't ready for the twins. I'm still trying to figure out how they're not triplets."

   "Because I would literally rip your balls off if you knock me up with triplets," Anakin sighed rubbing his nose into Obi Wan's scent gland. "Mother knows this."

   "That's comforting, Anakin," Obi Wan rolled his eyes, hand rubbing up and down Anakin's back, erection gone.

   "Yes, but I won't have to do that," Anakin smirked against Obi Wan's neck. "If I'm right, I'll be pregnant more than twice though."

   "Anakin," Obi Wan groaned out. "You're going to be the death of me."

   "In a sexy way," Anakin smirked rubbing his face in Obi Wan's scent gland. "Now, go to sleep. You have exactly fourteen hours before you get stupidly grumpy and touchy."

@ThecuterKenob!(LuluMoon) 

{picture of Anakin in black beskar armor}

I don't want to see shit @SithSlay3r9000 I know you stalk my page to get General Skywalker video!

Reply from @SithSlay3r9000

My dear friend! I would never make thousands of edits to songs involving this outfit. Perfection!

Reply from @MaceWinduOffical

What the Sith hells? Why would the Duchess of Mandalore give anyone beskar armor?

Reply to @MaceWinduOffical from @thehottestKenob!(RiriStar)

Because she wants to make Master Kenobi suffer?

Reply to @MaceWinduOffical  from @ThesmarterKenobi!(LeleSun) 

{Video of Obi Wan clutching his comm so hard it's creaking as Anakin spins around showing off the armor fit to Satine}

Because she wants to torture her ex through his new wife?

Reply to @ThesmarterKenobi!(LeleSun)  from @MaceWinduOffical 

Miss Organa, please don't call Knight Skywalker Master Kenobi's wife.

reply to @MaceWinduOffical  from @OWKcangetit!

Skywalker is his wife.

reply from @MaceWinduOffical  to @OWKcangetit!

Who the fuck are you?

reply from @MaceWinduOffical  to @OWKcangetit!

Wait you're the one that originated the fucking Obikin Tag! When I get my hands on you!

reply to @MaceWinduOffical from @OWKcangetit!

Billions on the holonet, Master Windu, you'll never get me.

Chapter Text

 Anakin could not believe how much he wanted to pull his hair out. They'd found Death Watch, been lured into a mine of all places and for the last five minutes while he and Obi Wan had somehow been strapped to milling assembly Satine and Obi Wan argued. He'd thought that his and Obi Wan's arguing what bad, but they took it to the next level. For Force's sake he was strapped in a death trap next to him while Luke and Leia held off Death Watch and Satine fiddled with the controls. He wished Padme was here. At least Padme would have made everyone keep their head.

  "Satine, now would be a good time!" Obi Wan huffed trying to struggle.

  "If you could give me a second!" Satine hissed looking over the control panel.

  "We don't have a second!" Obi Wan snapped.

  "Obi Wan, give her a Forced Damn second!" Anakin yelled and pulled the saw off it's suspension with the Force. "My Gods! Your two bicker like children! Actually, the actual children I know don't bicker like this. I get past sexual tension, but Force damn it!"

   Satine started wide eyes as Anakin ripped apart the assembly line in his anger to get away from the bickering duo. Obi Wan felt bad as Luke and Leia came rushing in to hug Anakin, before moving to hug him.

   "Why didn't you do that like five minutes ago?" Luke groaned, looking at the twisted and torn metal.

   "I was kinda distracted by the grown ass adults arguing like they were five!" Anakin hissed at the older two. "As funny as it is watching you two argue when we are not in life and death situations, we did not have time for you two to be absolutely stupid! Force!"

   "Dear One," Obi Wan started, only to gulp at Anakin's glare. "I'm sorry, Anakin. You're right I put us in danger because I was acting unbecomingly of a Jedi Master and giving a bad example to my Padawan."

   "This is why I stress that we should not be," Satine started but Anakin's glare made her stop talking

   "Don't even start," Anakin snapped at her. "You may not want to be involved, but as for the rest of us. We are currently fighting a puppet war against the Sith, and we don't have the time to take Moral high ground because right now we're trying to stop a fucking Empire with a planet ending laser cannon! Ugh! Fucking stupid!"

   Anakin walked away to rant in Huttese and by the way Luke's face was turning red, Obi Wan could only guess how vulgar it was. Of course, Anakin was right. As much as Obi Wan wanted to blame his rut for his anger and mood, he knew better, and he sighed. Satine needed to speak with the Senate, and he needed to speak with Anakin.

   "Duchess, we will have to deal with Death Watch and then take you to the Senate," Obi Wan sighed. "Anakin is right, and so is Miss Organa. We need you and your people on the side of the Jedi. I know you want nothing to do with War and for Force's sake, neither did I but it's here and at your door. We have no right to ask you to join, but at the same time, you can't ignore that you and your people stand as the next opponent to Sidious. He's controlling the Senate, Hells, he's been trying to groom Anakin into his apprentice. My very way of life, the people I love are in danger, and you expect me not to fight for them? I understand that we might not all come out alive and I very much would have loved this to be a war of words and not blood, but it is. There are people out there dying and I cannot sit by and let them die without fighting for them because Jedi fight for people who cannot, that might not be what you would call peacekeeper, but it is what I'm for."

   "I doubt this is the Order Master Jinn would fight for," Satine sighed.

   "And that's why Obi Wan didn't pick you," Luke finally spoke. "I get you two have history, but Palpatine was backing you because the New Mandalorians wouldn't be a threat."

   "What?" Satine spun around as Luke glared at her.

   "Din wouldn't let Palpatine get away with this, neither would Bo-Katan," Luke frowned putting his head into his palm feeling his headache. "Ugh, my head."

   Are you a Jeti?

   "Luke?" Leia placed her hands on his shoulder. "Are you okay?"

   "I don't know," Luke said shaking his head as the memory he was sure he didn't have before settled warmly with the vision of a Mandalorian in silver armor. "I'm trying to figure out who Din Djarin is?"

   Obi Wan's eyes got wide and he ran over to Luke to help him center himself. Anakin looked around for the remaining group of Death Watch before sighing. The group had left, and they need to get out of here as well, Maybe the flight back to Coruscant would settle his nerves.

   "Leia, when we get home," Luke huffed finally, feeling like the memory settled into the right place. "Whoever this Din Djarin is, I'm going to climb that beta like a fucking tree."

   "LUKE SKYWALKER-KENOBI!" Obi Wan yelled. "What an indecent way to talk about another person!"

   "I heard you mutter that about Anakin this morning," Luke rolled his eyes.

   Obi Wan's face turned red, and he pushed Luke out the mine as Anakin smirked at Obi Wan's back. Leia and Satine broke into giggles.

   Obi Wan almost sighed in relief as a small group of the Five oh First greeted them as well as Ser Ren and Ahsoka. Anakin moved forward to hug both girls, making sure to hug Ahsoka extra tight before shaking Rex's outstretched hand.

   "Captain, I'm so fucking glad to see you!" Anakin almost sobbed in relief. "I will never take you for granted again and will extract the same promise from Padme."

   "Those two driving you mad?" Rex smirked as he pulled off his helmet.

   "Yes! I got new armor because Satine is trying to drive Obi Wan crazy!" Anakin whine collapsing onto his friend. "It's been a headache for a week! Luke got a possible memories from the timelines converging and Cody's going to be so upset."

   "What Luke see?" Rex sighed, patting his Jedi's shoulder, raising an eyebrow at Obi Wan's glare.

   "He's got Obi Wan's fucking armor kink!" Anakin whined. "Mentioned a Mandalorian in silver and said he was going to climb him like a tree! Cody told me two weeks ago that Luke was to remain as pure as fallen snow, but it's like he didn't register that he's Obi Wan's kid."

   "Anakin!" Luke snapped, face red. "Stop it!"

   "Just board the ship!" Obi Wan sighed, holding his arm out for Satine to take. "Ser Ren, where is your mobile suit?"

   "Already in the Coronet's cargo hold," Ser Ren spoke, gesturing behind her. "Five oh One is getting refueled as we speak."

   "And the status of your mission?" Obi Wan asked to inform the rest of the council.

   "Nothing yet, I'm chasing a ghost," Ser Ren frowned, crossing her arms and stroking her chin. "I figure it's hiding somewhere in the Outer Rim, but something like that is far too big for a shipyard in Atmo, so I've been looking for anything that might be close to a planet being built. Which is ridiculous because how do you hide something the size of a moon?"

   "We were kidnapped by Dooku for a bit," Ahsoka admitted, flinching as Anakin's head whipped around to look at her. "Ser Ren did that lightening thing..."

   "Force Lightening," Ser Ren interrupted.

   "Yeah, that and fried his ship" Ahsoka continued. "And we kinda kidnapped him in return?"

   "We abducted him," Ser Ren corrected. "You can't kidnap someone who hasn't seen childhood since the High Republic."

   "I'm sorry, you abducted Dooku?" Obi Wan asked in disbelief.

   "Well, he monologued for like twenty minutes!" Ser Ren snapped defensively. "What was I supposed to do, not take the opportunity to knock him out and drop him off on Dagobah without a ride?"

   "Master Jinn wanted words?" Luke grinned, feeling he knew where this was going.

   "Yes, he did," Ser Ren smiled. "Lots and lots of words. Ahsoka and I barely put Dooku on the ground before Grandpa Jinn popped up and started yelling. I've never seen him yell before. Like he was pissed. The last thing I caught before I blasted out of Atmo was: How could you do that to your own Lineage, to my boys! It was scary."

 Obi Wan and Satine had started to snark at each other again. They hadn’t even been on the ship for three hours before they started snarking at each other again. The court that Satine had assembled nodded and hummed with her. Leia looked into her glass of wine, face sour and pinched. Obi Wan was trying his best to defend the Jedi and the Republic as Satine sat high above him. Ahsoka snatched Anakin's glass from his willing hand before sinking into his side. Luke found himself standing next to Anakin who somehow managed to look both jealous and highly amused.

  "You good there, Anakin?" Luke asked as Anakin passed him some wine.

   "Yes, and no," Anakin answered with a shrug. "While it's hilarious that Obi Wan had a whole romantic entanglement before I was even a thought in the Force, I'm getting tired of her arguing with him the second Obi Wan doesn't share her opinion. I don't share all of Obi Wan's opinions, but I at least can respect that he's doing what he feels like he has too."

   "I'm sorry Satine is making you jealous," Luke answered, laying his head on Anakin's shoulder.

   "I know where Obi Wan's heart lies and where his thoughts are," Anakin leaned his head onto Luke's. "I'm not worried that anything will change. I just don't like having to share their attention with people that are not pack."

   "The Sarcasm of a Solider!"

   "The Delusions of a Dreamer!"

   "Both of you, shut up!"

   Everyone turned to Leia. Luke snorted into his glass, as Leia started to ramp up.

   "I've had it up to here with the yelling and the snarking!" Leia started, hands on her hips. "You are the leader of the Mandalorians and you're acting like a spoiled child because Obi Wan sees you point of view but takes the rest of the Galaxy into account! I already told you we can't afford to be neutral! The Jedi can't do what the Jedi should be doing because there are no leaders in the GAR that can do what they do! I would love nothing more than to follow my twin on relief missions and treaty negotiations, but we can't do that! Like it or not, Duchess, this is war and hell. I want nothing more than to not worry whether Luke is going to make it back home so we can go spend Padme's money, but I must deal with that. You can't seem to understand that and for the Love of the Force please listen when we say the Separatist are trying to kill you!"

   "Leia," Obi Wan frowned.

   "Miss Organa," Satine started. "I understand that you cannot see that weapons are not the answer..."

   "No, I think you've forgotten what suffering war is like," Leia sighed. "You haven't seen what I've seen. You haven't sees planets starved out because their farmlands were salted and their supplies strangled. I have. I have seen that since I was ten. I have seen desperate people doing horrid and terrible things trying to hold onto hope. I would rather lay my life down to keep giving those people hope than to sit and hide. Good evening, Duchess."

   Leia marched out of the room and Luke stood up to follow her. Obi Wan watched her with a sad look before bowing and dismissing himself to follow the twins. Ahsoka trailed after them. Anakin was about to follow when Satine got off her dais and walked to him.

   "Knight Skywalker, if I may have a word; alone?" she asked softly.

   Anakin followed her back to her rooms and looked around before she gestured for him to sit. Anakin did, feeling like he was out of place before Satine let out a large sigh.

   "I'm sorry I cannot give Leia and Obi Wan the answer they want," Satine finally spoke.

   "No, you can't, my friend," Anakin smiled at her, leaning forward to hold her hand. "Padme and I've been digging at you for far longer and know the stone will never bleed."

   "Thank you," Satine smiled, taking it. "So how does that armor fit?"

   "Good, feels like a second skin," Anakin frowned, leaning back after letting go. "Why give me Beskar armor?"

   "Because I cannot go where Obi Wan must," Satine smiled sadly. "I decided that encasing his heart in Beskar was the best thing I could do. I've watched how he looks at you, and he never looked at me the way he does you. Keep him safe, for both our sakes, okay Ani?"

   "Yeah, you as well. I nicked this off Ser Ren, it's her personal comm channel that will connect to Five oh One," Anakin handed a small piece of paper to her has he stood up. "Call her if you ever need her."

   "Of course, Anakin," Satine smiled at him accepting the kiss on the hair. "You go rest, I'm sure Obi Wan has taken first watch."

   "Good night, sister of my heart," Anakin smiled at her and left.

   Satine sighed before smiling a Luke entered the room and sat on the couch. He smiled back at her before falling over and Satine jumped up to shake him.

   "Luke, Luke," Satine shook him. "I have to get Obi Wan and Anakin!"

   "Not so fast, my Duchess."

Chapter Text

 "Dear One," Obi Wan called out as Anakin walked into their room. "Where were you?"

   "Talking with Satine," Anakin spoke, sitting down on the couch and groaning, as he took off his boots. "She wanted to ask me some more questions."

   "About what?" Obi Wan walked into the main part of the room.

   "Oh nothing; just how we intend to defend the ship and how the clone will move about," Anakin shrugged, eyes closed. "She's not happy about them here."

   "If she would just listen to me," Obi Wan frowned as he walked over to the couch.

   "Obi Wan, if she just did as she was told you wouldn't have thought about leaving the Order for her," Anakin opened an eye watching as Obi Wan flinched. "Padme and I are friends with her too. We've been in talks with her about this long before Death Watch started. As much as you don't like them, my solo assignments with Padme are very informative."

   "You've known this whole time she wouldn't change her mind?" Obi Wan sighed.

   "I have, but you and Leia would not have accepted that answer," Anakin told him.

   "I have been acting very foolishly, haven't I?" Obi Wan gave him a sad smile before sitting down next to Anakin. "I hope this does not reflect badly on my wishes for the two of us."

   "Obi Wan, if I got jealous of each and every one of your romantic encounters from the past, I'd get nothing done," Anakin sank into the couch to lean on Obi Wan. "I hate to say this, my Master, but you're kinda a schutta."

   "So kind of you to call the love of your life a whore, Anakin," Obi Wan rolled his eyes.

   "I mean, I've seen the way you sit," Anakin snorted leaning into Obi Wan. "Pussy to the world."

   "Such language, my former padawan," Obi Wan snorted, turned his face to kiss the crown of Anakin's head. "Where did you get it?"

   "Let's see there's the fact that I lived on Tatooine for the first part of my life and then there's you," Anakin grinned at him, getting an eyeroll.

   "It's time I left for patrol, Luke is spending the night in Satine's room with her, just to cover all our bases," Obi Wan started. "Ser Ren is with Rex and the boys. They're checking the cargo hold for anything. They're due back in an hour."

   "Got it, I'll wait up for them and make sure to debrief them," Anakin yawned. "Where's Ahsoka?"

   "With Leia, if you're okay with it, I set them to practice their katas," Obi Wan told him, brushing back Anakin's curls. "Thought you would have cut these by now?"

   "And have you and Padme whine?" Anakin snorted before yawning. "No thank you, I'll grow it out a little longer before I decide what to do with it. I'm okay with you helping with Ahsoka and the girls aren't really our padawan's to begin with so, I can't really be mad at you for helping."

   "I think the rest of the council is a little upset that Ser Ren and Leia don't stray far from us," Obi Wan sighed soaking up Anakin's warmth. "Mace especially."

   Obi Wan was about to explain about Mace pouting to him when his comm went off. Obi Wan pulled it from his belt and answered.

   "Kenobi."

   "There's a traitor on the ship," Ser Ren's voice hissed out. "We found several assassin droids. Redeye and Mixer are gone. Rex and I lost a few of them in the vents."

   "I'll head to Satine's room now," Obi Wan frowned. "Ser Ren be safe, is Captain Rex with you?"

   "Copy that General" Rex's voice came through. "We tried calling Commander Kenobi, but he's not responding."

   "Go," Anakin snapped moving to pull on his boots. "I'm behind you!"

   Obi Wan bolted from the room to Satine's suite, almost crashing into the door in his hurry to get in. Once the door slid open Obi Wan was greeted by Luke passed out on the couch. Obi Wan crouched down to him trying to wake him. He got a groan from Luke before he felt his hackles rise. Luke had been drugged, and something strong enough to take out a Jedi.

   "Anakin, do you read me?"

   "Skywalker, what's going on Obi Wan?" Anakin answered voice slurred.

   "Luke's been drugged, possibly Leia and Ahsoka too," Obi Wan growled out. "I don't know how Ser Ren avoided it."

   "The wine, I snuck Luke and Ahsoka some, Leia as a Senatorial aid would have partaken out of courtesy. Shit Spit, the one time I think, we're safe enough to get away with that!"

   "What's done is done, Anakin. You've learned a lesson as to why I never snuck you alcohol," Obi Wan hissed. "Do you feel that?"

   "It feels so dark and like an inferno."

   "Ser Ren's tapping into the Darkside," Obi Wan growled as he tucked Luke into the couch before standing up. "She's gone hunting. We need to find Satine before she does!"

   Obi Wan ran out of Satine's rooms and down the hall. Hoping against everything that he found Satine and her possible captor before Ser Ren. He turned to the right at the end of the hall and there was Satine being held at blaster point by her own Senator.

   "Let her go!" Obi Wan called out activating his saber.

   "Well, if it isn't Master Kenobi," Tal Merrik laughed, arm wrapped around Satine's neck. "No, I don't think so. Not while I have the advantage."

   "You don't have it, Senator," Obi Wan tried to reason with it. "Give yourself up before something much worse comes for you."

   "Ha! Like General Skywalker?" Merrik laughed. "I've taken out all the Jedi except you. You're the only one that didn't drink the wine."

   "You're the one that poisoned both my children and my mate?" Obi Wan hissed.

   "Whatever do you mean?" Merrik frowned, backing away from Obi Wan. "I have your one true love right h... Ugh!"

   Satine stomped her foot into Merrik's and pulled away to try and get to Obi Wan but Merrik yanked her back.

   "Stay back or I blow her brains," Merrik hissed. "Besides you won't attack me, not if you don't want to lose all the respect she has for you."

   Obi Wan growled but clicked off his saber. He would have to leave this in Ser Ren's hands, but that didn't mean he wouldn't follow Merrik. Merrik ran as soon as Obi Wan's saber was sheathed. Leaving him to the assassin droids that dropped from the ceiling.

   "That stupid Kenobi," Merrik hissed opening the flight bridge and shooting the crew. "As long as I have you, I don't have to worry about the Jedi, and once I contact Death Watch we'll join the Separatist."

   "You won't get away with this!" Satine, struggled horrified by the needless death around her. "Obi Wan and Anakin will stop you."

   "Not without killing me they won't and both of them care too much about you to lose the little respect you have for them. You're already pushing that with giving Skywalker that armor, Mandalorian armor to be covered in blood."

   "Satine!" Obi Wan finally caught up with them.

   Satine dug her heel into Merrik's foot one more time and took his blaster, spinning around to put herself next to Obi Wan. Merrik grinned and held up a small deceive as Satine's eyes got wide.

   "Shoot me and this whole ship goes," he grinned, waving the detonator. "You think I didn't have a back up plan? Now which of you will be labeled for your hypro...coack.ack acckkkkk........"

   Merrik dropped the detonator and grabbed his neck. Obi Wan felt fear slip down his spine as heels clicked into the room at a slow, almost lazy pace.

   "You seem to be choking on your ambitions, Senator."

   "Ser Ren, please, please let him go," Obi Wan turned as Ser Ren walked out of the shadows.

   Ser Ren walked past Obi Wan and Satine, focused only on her prey. Her eyes burned yellow as she pulled the Senator up into the air with the twitch of her wrist. Satine stared wide eyed as Ser Ren twisted her wrist, sending Merrik into the nearest wall. She flicked her wrist again summoning the detonator into her hand.

   "Such a sloppy plan, Senator," Ser Ren grinned as Rex followed her eyes over to Merrik

   Rex put the hand cuffs on him and turned to look at Ser Ren carefully dismantling the detonator.

   "He's secure, General," Rex frowned. "Where's General Skywalker?"

   "Fighting off a neurotoxin that can only affect those who are Force Sensitive," Ser Ren spoke not looking at Obi Wan. "It's used on the small part of the salve population in Hutt Space and the Zygerrian Salve Empire that are Force Sensitive to keep them from starting rebellions. It's been outlawed in the Core Worlds and made a high-class felony to even get your hands on it. You, my dear Senator, just added hate crime to your list of charges. They're going to bury you under the Senate if I don't just kill you here, aren't you lucky that Jedi Master Kenobi is here to protect you."

   "He what?" Obi Wan turned to Merrik, growling.

   "I'm not surprised he pulled this stunt," Ser Ren smirked, gold eyes on Obi Wan. "Very clever to try and take us out like that, but he didn't take into account that you’re  a recovering alcoholic or the fact that I was hanging around the clones and there for was out of reach. Obi Wan, you should go check on Anakin and the others."

   "I will," Obi Wan frowned. "But Ser Ren…."

   "He has already committed enough felonies to consider the death penalty, and we can use Palpatine's little soft spot for Anakin against Merrik," Ser Ren held up her hand. "There's no point in me killing him, not when he signed his own death warrant the second he slipped that drug into the wine. I'll make sure that the Coronet makes it to Coruscant safe, you go check on the others."

   "You show no pity, Lady Lunaris," Satine frowned, dropping the blaster she held.

   "I don’t pity, but I will show mercy," Ser Ren shrugged before staring at Satine. "Anakin Skywalker is a former slave. Because of the actions taken by Senator Merrik, he will now live with more trauma. That alone has given me cause to murder him, but only because I respect you and Kenobi, I do not."

   Obi Wan left Ser Ren there and Satine followed closely behind him. He got her back into her rooms and picked Luke up from the couch. He bid her good night and headed back to his and Anakin rooms. Obi Wan's heart pounded as he reached their door, scared for just a second by what he would find on the other side. When the door opened, he saw Anakin prone on the floor. His comm was just on the ground at the door; having been thrown when Anakin collapsed. Obi Wan walked carefully around Anakin, taking Luke over to the second bed in the bedroom before coming back.

   He walked around Anakin, rolling him over gently before bending to pick him up.

   "Obi Wan?" Anakin questioned him, groggily. "What happened?"

   "Satine is safe, you and the kids were drugged with a neurotoxin that only affects Force Sensitives," Obi Wan told him, kissing his temple. "Ser Ren and Rex have Senator Merrik under arrest."

   "I thought I'd never have to feel this?" Anakin frowned. "Ugh my head hurts."

   "I know, Dear One," Obi Wan whispered.

   "You know they used this stuff on Tatooine," Anakin muttered. "Watto didn't know I was, but Gardulla knew, I know that sleemo did. She probably would have used them on me if Watto hadn't won us."

   "Oh Anakin," Obi Wan sighed and kissed his temple again. "I'm so sorry."

   "He's lucky Ser Ren decided on mercy," Anakin sighed. "I would have killed him."

   "None of that," Obi Wan huffed softly, placing Anakin into the bed. "Sleep off the rest of this, Ser Ren and I will guard the ship."

   "I want that nickname before I go to sleep," Anakin tried to pout. "The one that matches the kids."

   "Oh?" Obi Wan sat down on the edge of the bed to run his fingers through Anakin curls. "What was that one? My darling?"

   "No."

   "My dear one?"

   "No."

   "My Love?"

   "Obi Wan!"

   "My galaxy, it is time to rest," Obi Wan relented, leaning over to kiss Anakin's forehead.

   "My Knight."

   Obi Wan froze and looked down at Anakin once again. His eyes were glazed over green instead of the blue he loved to look at. Obi Wan had theorized that the Force could use Anakin to speak directly to them, but Obi Wan would have preferred it to not be in an altered state. Anakin's health was not worth speaking to the Force directly.

   "Yes, my Great Lady?" Obi Wan called out, taking Anakin's hand.

   "Who has poisoned my Son and Grandchildren?"

   "Senator Tal Merrik of Mandalore," Obi Wan responded. "He is currently being detained by Ser Ren and Captain Rex of the Five oh First."

   "Good, Rex is a good man. He will keep Ser Ren safe. There is so much darkness and infection. I don't want to use Vader, My Knight. Anakin will bring Balance. He will stretch his wings far and wide, but I don't want to make him suffer through Vader, please."

   "I cannot say we will avoid you having to turn him to Vader, my Great Lady, but I promise I will be here to catch him should he have no choice but to Fall," Obi Wan swore to her.

   "My Knight, you have found the answer to the sadness," The Force used Anakin's face to smile. "Do not let those who would use your Sadness to taint you, or Ahsoka's Loneliness or Anakin's Rage.  Palpatine can be stopped, but you must be willing to see. Willing to Listen, my Knight."

   The Force let go of Anakin and his eyes closed as he finally drifted to sleep, his curls being pulled from his face before Obi Wan sighed. He kissed Anakin's hand before leaving to join Ser Ren.

@ThecuterKenob!(LuluMoon)

{Picture of Luke with Anakin, Ahsoka and Leia nursing coffee and a Fretting Obi Wan}

Don't do drugs kids. Also watch your drinks.

reply from @SnippySnips(Commander.Tan0)

Gods we look like shit. Can't believe Senator Merrik did that.

reply from @ThesmarterKenobi!(LeleSun)

I'm recommending the harshest sentence outside of the death penalty I can. I want him to die after he's had to think about this for decades.

reply to @ThesmarterKenobi!(LeleSun) from @SkyGuy05(A.SkyWalker) 

Leia, don't be cruel.

@SenatorAmidalaOffical(P.Amidala) shared @ThecuterKenob!(LuluMoon) post

I am appalled at the actions of my fellow Senator. He highjacked the royal yacht of Mandalore and held sitting Leaders of the Republic hostage. He also had on hand a neurotoxin that is highly controlled and nearly impossible to obtain! He used this highly illegal drug on not only a Force Sensitive Senatorial aid, but on three Jedi, one of which is known for being formerly enslaved.

reply from @MaceWinduOfficial(Master of the Order) to @SenatorAmidalaOffical(P.Amidala)

Jedi Master Obi Wan Kenobi has brought this before the High Council, the Jedi will be pursuing legal actions against the former Senator, siting the use against a formerly enslaved individual as well as hate crime against Force Sensitives, as well as supplying drugs to a minor. Knight Skywalker, and Padawans Tano and Kenobi are doing well, at this time. 

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   "You left Dooku stranded on Dagobah?" Mace frowned at Ser Ren before side eying Obi Wan. "Kenobi, stop looking like a smug bastard! Lady Lunaris, what in the name of the Force made you make that decision?"

   "Grandpa Jinn wanted to talk?" Ser Ren shrugged, frowning at Mace in return. "Look I know it's bad, but it puts Dooku in time out for a bit and it makes Sidious even more crazy. Plus it's Dagobah, Luke has always told me that there's no better place for a Jedi to learn than on Dagobah. He's funny like that."

   "You speak of the version of Luke from your future, correct?" Obi Wan asked for clarification.

   "Yes, he's on the fast track to be the Grand Master of the Order," Ser Ren sighed thinking of her warm and kind elder brother. "The Force and Mom are determined that he makes it. Leia is a Senator for Alderaan. That's where we live, that's..... Aaaahhhhhh!"

   Ser Ren screamed as she dropped to her knees clutching her head. Obi Wan shot out of his chair to her side to pull her into his arms as she started whimpering. Smoke, fire and dying children filled her mind. People where dying her parents friends family was dying. She saw the Temple on fire, a blue saber cutting through thousands as red bolts followed behind him. What was she seeing? Anakin was doing better.

   "Ser Ren?" Obi Wan asked pulling her into his chest. "Darling, what are you seeing?"

   "The Temple in ruins," Ser Ren sobbed, clutching at Obi Wan's tabbers. "Anakin leading the charge. He looks so angry! I have to take the kids. I'll have to take them. I have to.....When when though? You can't just give me a vision and not tell me fucking when!"

   "Ser Ren Skywalker-Kenobi!" Obi Wan snapped, pulling her hands from her hair. "That's enough of that!"

   Ser Ren pulled herself out of Obi Wan's arms to stare at him. Obi Wan didn't raise his voice often. It sent a shock through her system to hear her father's harsh tone call for her to regain control. Ser Ren fell back into his arms and started to sob harder. Obi Wan sighed and pulled her closer, rubbing her back and kissing her hair.

   "Ser Ren," Obi Wan tried again. "Come now, my Star, we can't help if we don't know."

   "You can't know" Ser Ren finally pulled back. "I can't let you know what I have to do. You just have to trust me when I do it."

   "Let's start with before you formed a plan that will upset us all?" Obi Wan smiled at her. "You saw Anakin leading a charge into the Temple?"

   "Yes," Ser Ren pulled herself away from Obi Wan standing up, eyes golden and angry. "We've figure out that Palpatine is using Anakin, but why am I getting a vision of Anakin as Vader?"

   "The Force may very well need Vader over Anakin," Obi Wan sighed, thinking back to that conversation. "But I have promised that I would be there to help him back."

   "When was this, Obi Wan?" Plo Koon asked.

   "When the Force used Anakin to speak directly to me while he was in under the influence of the neurotoxin," Obi Wan sighed as he lead Ser Ren to his seat, gently pushing her into it before walking behind it and clasping his hands on the back. "I trust that whatever plan Ser Ren is concocting in that brilliant mind of hers is for the best. We will not like it, but as of my last mission with the Duchess of Mandalore, I was reminded that Sith operate much differently than we."

   "You put a lot of faith in this Sith," Depa smiled kindly as she handed Ser Ren one of her handkerchiefs. "Is it because she is your child?"

   "Because she is the Bogan, because she is the Dark Side of the Force, as Luke is the Ashla: the Light, and Leia the Bendu, the middle. Each of them are a facet of Anakin who is the Living Force, the Light the Dark and everything in between and together they are facets of the Force as a whole," Obi Wan declared, "I think we have forgotten that we were blessed with the Force's Child at our door step. The last few months as Luke, Leia, and Ser Ren have interacted with Anakin, I have noticed changes in him and around him. Most noticeable are the sprites. They now out number the clones of the Five oh First, by the millions. I've seen some of the clones making their own personal little legions! Then there's when we're on any ground of a planet and plants start growing and dying as Anakin walks. Three weeks ago there were vines that trapped him for a good two minutes. It was annoying to have to pull the vines out, but that day reminded me that I know where I am needed. This is where I stand: with them."

   "Obi Wan, when did you turn into Qui Gon?" Mace felt a headache coming on as he thought he heard his friend's laughter in the Force.

   "I have not!" Obi Wan shot Mace an offended look. "I very much doubt I will ever go full Qui Gon!"

   "No, you do," Ser Ren snorted, looking up at him, eyes still wet. "Mom's fully Yoda in the future, so I'm not surprised."

   "If Anakin turns fully into Yoda, and Obi Wan into Qui Gon," Plo Koon's voice ticked up in amusement. "How stressed is poor Luke?"

   "I can show you." Ser Ren stood from Obi Wan's chair and pulled out her holo-projector. "Luke sends me messages all the time, Mom too."

   Ser Ren set the holoprojector to enlarge the image and the played the last message.

   "Riri, could you call Dad?" Luke's tired voice filled the room as the image of him scrubbed at his hair. "You know how he worries. Mom's run a prank on the Senior Padawans again. It was hilarious, but Master Billaba was not amused. Apparently, she chased Mother around the whole of the Temple. At least until Boga threw a fit that one of her Jedi was being chased, you know how she is about Dad and Mom. It took Cody ten minutes to get her to let Mom down from the wall she'd climbed up. Since Dad's on the other side of the Galaxy with Rex, it's been kinda boring at home, but those are famous last words. ... Please be safe on your mission, Starlight. I know you'll come back from this changed, and Leia doesn't believe me when I say you will be, but remember we all love you and the lullaby you always asked me to sing."

   "I don't remember that from the first time I watched this," Ser Ren frowned taking in Luke's message at the end. "Luke talked about Boga for ten minutes because Cody apparently got picked up too and the varctyl stuffed them in her nest. Dad had to be called to talk her into letting them go. What's going on?"

   "Anakin has a theory that the time lines we have been made aware of will merge into one," Obi Wan smiled. "It seems like Luke gave you an answer to something for the future."

   "Oh blast it all," Ser Ren sighed.

   Yoda dismissed the council. Obi Wan watched as Ser Ren walked over to Mace. She tolerated a het pat as she started showing the older master pictures she'd taken during her last mission.

   Obi Wan hummed as he walked back to his and Anakin's apartment. Ser Ren had stayed with Mace to assist him. Ahsoka should be back from the test she had as well as Luke. Luke would be knighted soon and Obi Wan dreaded the day, but at the same time was looking forward to it. But for now, he and Anakin would have their rooms to themselves during Anakin's heat.

   "I want my babies," Obi Wan heard Anakin whine from inside as he got to the door. "Leia is too far, Ser Ren and Ahsoka too."

   "Obi Wan help!" Luke called out as Obi Wan walked into the living area. "I can't stay in this nest forever, Anakin!

   "Yes, you will!" Anakin whined from Obi Wan's bedroom. "Obi Wan, is that you?"

   "Yes, my Galaxy," Obi Wan felt a smirk pull at his lips.

   "Is Snips with you?" Anakin called back.

   "No, our Comet is with Master Plo, it would appear, it is their day for tea," Obi Wan opened the door to his room to find that Anakin had rebuild his nest, only this time it wasn't as fort like.

   Anakin had pushed the bed, frame and all, into a corner. Luke was shoved behind Anakin, against the pile of plushies Obi Wan knew came from Padme's apartment. He could make out one of his cloaks and Luke's own black one. Leia's soft white dress and Ahsoka's leggings. Obi Wan frowned when he noticed the hair pins.

   "Dear One, I know it's your nest and it's lovely, but do you not feel the hair pins are a bit much?" Obi Wan asked standing at the edge of the nest.

   "They're pretty," Anakin frowned, looking down at Padme's hair pins.

   "They're lovely, yes, but don't you feel like they might hurt Luke?" Obi wan asked, picking at them. "Why don't we go let Luke take them back to Padme and Leia?"

   "But then Luke won't come back!" Anakin whined, as Obi Wan pulled the pins out.

   "Maybe, but I'll be here," Obi Wan offered, trying to tempt him. "Just you and me."

   "But, babies," Anakin frowned.

   "Padawans, my Galaxy, not our babies, not yet," Obi Wan soothed, pick up Anakin's mechanical hand and kissing the back of it. "May I?"

   Anakin nodded and Obi Wan carefully plucked the last of hair pins from the nest handing them to Luke. Luke took them and carefully pulled himself out from behind Anakin and slowly walked to the door.

   "No, Obi Wan, I want him in the nest," Anakin whined turning to grab him but Obi Wan caged Anakin's slightly taller body against the corner with his own broader. "Obi Wan, please."

   "Now, wouldn't you rather it just be you and me, my darling?" Obi Wan cooed, flicking his hand at Luke.

   Luke closed the door and sighed. He'd been worried he would end up stuck there, but now he just wanted to crawl into his own nest and sleep for a few hours.

   "Did you bring your toys in here?" Luke heard Obi Wan say.

   "Box, by the window at the foot," Luke felt his eye twitch. "Want more than toys."

   "I think we'll start with those, my Galaxy. We'll get you nice and...." Luke ran out the apartment.

   He ran all the way down the the Padawan dorms and straight into his own door as it slid open. Ahsoka blinked in confusion as Luke repeatedly pressed the close button until the door slid shut. 

   "Luke, what's wrong?" Ahsoka asked, worried.

   "MOM AND DAD ARE HAVING SEX!" Luke yelled, eyes wild.

   "WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU TELL ME THAT!?" Ahsoka screamed back.

   "Because, Sister mine, if I have to suffer that knowledge so do you!" Luke yelled, pulling at his hair. "I wasn't even out of the apartment!"

   "Ugh, they're so gross! They've always been gross, wait was Anakin in heat?" Ahsoka's eyes got wide.

   "Yeah, I was the only one he........" Luke trailed off. "We need to go to Aunt Padme's. Now."

   "Right behind you, Junior!" Ahsoka grabbed her cloak.

   Mace and Plo where walking down the main hall talking when they saw two blurs of black and gray running passed them. Ser Ren, who had been walking behind them, disappeared into the shadows upon seeing the two Padawans heading towards them.

   "Padawans Tano and Kenobi, you know better than to run in the," Mace blinked as they ignored him and ran out the Temple. "Did they just ignore me?"

   Plo's laughter echoed behind them as Luke hailed a cab and shoved Ahsoka into it, he before telling droid to take them to Padme's apartment. Once they got there, Luke paid for the cab and they ran into the apartment, startling Padme who was on her way out the door.

   "Luke, Ahsoka?" she blinked confused. "Are you two okay?"

   "Master/Mom and MasterObiWan/Dad are having sex!" they yelled at the same time.

   "Huh. Oh, Luke, those are my hair pins, so nice of Obi Wan to ask you to return them," Padme smiled and lead the two padawans into her living room. "I'll ask Threepio for some tea for your nerves."

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   "Sooooo how was the sex?" Padme grinned deviously some days later as both her Jedi choked on their drinks.

   "PADME!"

   "Senator Amidala, that was completely uncalled for!"

   "Why would you ask something like that?!"

   "That's very personal!"

   "Obi Wan broke my favorite knotting vibrator," Anakin pouted, crossing his arms and slouching down.

   "I did not!" Obi Wan turned to Anakin. "The rechargeable battery was probably on it's last legs before I touched it!"

   Padme giggled as Anakin and Obi Wan snipped at each other, noting the stink eye she was getting from Luke, Leia, and Ahsoka from the hall. It was nice to have all of them at home with her. She missed Anakin and Obi Wan when they returned the Temple, taking the kids with them, but it was nice to have them here for the time being, even if they were short a red head.

   "Where's Ser Ren?" Padme asked as Obi Wan pulled Anakin to his side to rub their faces together. "Gods, you two are sickening."

   "Probably hanging around Mace... Obi Wan, stop pinching! Master Windu. That reminds me, I was looking up name meanings. Did you know that Ser Ren's name means Serenity is Stewjoni? Oh and Ahsoka means free from sorrow!" Anakin smiled thinking about the lovely names his padawans have. "Luuka, and Leiah are old Tatu, but they sound good if said with the Stewjonian accent! They're also Naboo. I think they're flowers? I'm not sure where I heard them but I loved it!"

   "What do they mean in Tatu?" Leia finally walked over to the couch Obi Wan and Anakin where on before dropping onto Anakin's side from where he was slung over Obi Wan's lap.

   "Ooff," Anakin grunted. "Leiah doesn't have a meaning meaning, but it's the name of the Great Dragon that brings change on Thunderous Wings. I kinda think if I'd been a girl my mom, your grandmother, would have named me that."

   "What does Luuka mean?" Luke asked moving to sit on Obi Wan's side.

   "Same like Leiah, Luuka is the name of the Dragon that brings the Rain," Anakin smiled at him then grunted as Ahsoka dropped herself on him with Leia. "I think it fits you two. The Dragons that will bring change."

   "So Lele and Lulu get named after dragons and I get serenity?" Ser Ren huffed walking in. "For that I'm cuddling Aunt Padme."

   "You were obviously named for the Sacred Rabbit," Obi Wan spoke, frowning at Ser Ren not being in the cuddle pile. "The Moon Goddess that watches over Stewjon. You just need to add some buns to your current hair style and you'd have hers."

   "Hehe Bunni Wan Kenobi," Anakin snickered.

   "My first name name does mean rabbit, you know that right?" Obi Wan stroked Anakin's hair.

   "Yeah, Rabbit Heart," Anakin snickered. "You do have some rabbit like traits too."

   "Funny huh? You know your name means the Dragon that balances?" Obi Wan smiled down at him. "I very much doubt that the Force would have let you be named anything else. It's fitting."

   "I like that we get to just relax like this," Ahsoka smiled rubbing her face against Leia's shoulder. "It's nice to be able to just be a pack."

   "Yes, it is," Obi Wan leaned back letting his arms gather as many of them as possible. "But this will not last."

   "Don't sour the mood!" Anakin whined.

   "I didn't say anything!" Obi Wan huffed.

   "I need to get ready for the day," Padme sighed, standing. "Luke, Ahsoka, would you like to come with me since you are here?"

   "Ooh, I want to see your office!" Luke smiled at her. "I haven't yet!"

   "I'm going too," Ser Ren frowned while standing up. "I don't want you alone in there with the bitch. Leia's great at hiding herself in the Force, but you're like a fucking white star sitting at a traffic light."

   Anakin frowned as he looked over at Luke. Ser Ren was right. Luke was a white star in the Force, Leia looked like a white start tow but where Luke was more yellow, Leia was more blue. Where Luke was Loud, Leia was quite. Ser Ren's presence in the Force was cloaked, hidden even from him, but he could feel her warmth reaching out to him. He didn't like the thought of all the kids going into the Senate without him or Obi Wan. He barely tolerated Leia and Padme going into it, but when he was faced with four sets of pleading eyes, Anakin felt helpless but to heed to them.

   "Wow, four sets of Sad Skywalker eyes," Padme blinked watching as Anakin and Obi Wan lost the battle of wills. "I promise to try and keep them from the Chancellor as best as I can. I'm sure they promise to be Jedi about him seeking them out?"

   "Yes, Senator/Aunt Padme," all the padawans chorused.

   "Very well, I think a field trip to the Senate with a trusted guardian is a nice normal thing for a Padawan to experience," Obi Wan relented.

   "But! Ugh, fine, but at lunch; you call me!" Anakin glared at all of them.

   "We will!" Luke, Ser Ren and Ahsoka whooped running to follow Padme out the door.

   Walking into the Senate, Padme felt like a mother duck leading the youngest of her pack into the maw of a Nexu, but Padme smiled as she looked back at Luke and Ahsoka looking around in amazement. Ser Ren kept her face stony. Padme was about to ask why when the Chancellor walked up to them. Padme felt everyone with her tense as the man approached. Leia's disapproval of him had made her doubt him, then when Obi Wan had come back from a mission with Ser Ren in tow, Padme had all but professionally cut the man from her life. Palpatine had been a great friend and mentor, but Anakin and Obi Wan meant the Galaxy to her. Padme couldn't justify being friends with a man that was grooming her kid brother, a man she was sure she loved differently in another life.

   "Senator Amidala!" he called out joyously, arms thrown wide in welcome. "Are you hosting a field trip?"

   "Chancellor Palpatine," Padme curtsied, trying not to give her ire away. "Yes, Master Kenobi and Knight Skywalker have allowed Padawans Kenobi and Tano to accompany me today."

   "Ah, Padawan Kenobi?" Palpatine questioned, eyes moving over to Luke. "It must be hard to share Master Kenobi's attention."

   "Oh, I have no problem with sharing my master with Ahsoka and Knight Skywalker," Luke responded watching Palpatine blink because he didn't take the bait. "Ahsoka shares Knight Skywalker with me."

   "Our masters are really close so we try to learn as much knowledge as we can from each other's master," Ahsoka smiled, linking her arm with Luke's. "I'm just sad because Luke is so close to Knighthood. His master died about a year ago and the Council assigned him to Master Kenobi. I'm sad that he lost Master Hearthare, but I'm glad he's become part of our Lineage."

   "I see, and you, my dear?" Palpatine turned to the tall red head.

   "I'm a volunteer assigned to the Open Circle fleet," Ser Ren answered curtly, pulling her hands behind her back. "I'm a pilot."

   "Oh! You must the pilot of that amazing star fighter!" Palpatine smiled, trying to goad her. "Quite the machine!"

   "Five oh One is spectacular," Ser Ren smirked, taking the bait gladly to annoy him. "I built him myself."

   "You did?" Palpatine's eyes got greedy, and Ser Ren had to keep her mouth from turning into a manic smile. "How so?"

   "Oh my mother's an amazing engineer. Built his own droids, not as competent as Knight Skywalker's C3PO of course, but he taught me everything I needed to know," Ser Ren felt herself wanting to crow. "I had to do all the metal working in space of course. The alloy that I needed to be able to shield my fighter needed zero gravity to be synthesized. I have also adapted that metal for other items on my person."

   Ser Ren felt the Darkness singing in her veins. Her grandmaster was standing before her and all she wanted was to sink her saber into his neck. To feel his blood dripping from her hands. The monster at the heart of her called for it, to do as all Sith drenched in Bane's legacy did. Luke's hand touched her shoulder and suddenly the dark water that pulled her under washed away and she found her self feeling like she was a Varykino her parent's snipping ringing in her ears along with laughter.

   "Riri?" Luke whispered, concerned. "Are you okay?"

   "I'm fine," Ser Ren answered quickly, patting his hand. "I just get excited about Five oh One."

   "Well, I expect you to move of the line of officers quickly," Palpatine smiled, his eyes stared at her calculatingly.

   "Oh no, I'm just a humble star fighter," Ser Ren smiled warmly at him in a way that made Luke flinch. "I have no delusions of grandeur. But if we could be dismissed, sir? Senator Amidala was telling the most Lunatic thing that turned so in-Sidious from almost fifteen years ago."

   Ser Ren gently pushed Padme forward and they left the Chancellor stewing. Once they made it to Padme's office and after Padme locked the door, Leia reached up and yanked one of Ser Ren's twin tails.

  "Are you stupid?" Leia hissed. "Why would you goad him like that?"

  "Owie! Because he is my grandmaster and fucking with your master is a time honored tradition of the Sith," Ser Ren whined. "Look he's not a slick as he thinks he is, even with him doing a Xanatos Gambit. Also, he's not playing Mad Scientist anymore and all Sith are Mad Scientist. If one tells you they're not, you call them on their bullshit. Many of today's best technological advances are from the Sith, like the Clones, which reminds me I need to break into his office and steel the controls and overrides for the Clones."

   "You're not breaking into the Chancellor's office!" Luke and Padme turned to Ser Ren in shock.

   "Fair," Ahsoka nodded, crossing her arms.

   "It might be for the best?" Leia frowned and flinched at Luke and Padme's disapproving stares. "What?! Anakin would agree with me!"

   "Grandpa Mace would also agree with me," Ser Ren huffed then pulled out her comm. "Actually."

   "Windu."

   "Master, can I pretty please have permission to steal from the Chancellor?" Ser Ren asked making herself sound as sugary as possible.

   "Has both Master Kenobi and Knight Skywalker told you no?"

   "Luke and Senator Amidala have," Ser Ren pouted at them.

   "Just don't get caught, and don't link this back to the Jedi, Sithling."

   "Promise, promise my Jedi master! Love you!" Ser Ren giggled as she cut the call. "Boom!"

   "That' is the smuggest Kenobi face I've seen outside of Obi Wan," Padme sighed putting her head into her hands.

   "Of course," Ser Ren giggled before looking up at the lights as the flickered. "Oooh someone's about to give me the best cover!"

   Padme was about to ask what she meant when the lights went out. Luke pulled out his saber and Ahsoka pulled out hers. Both looking around for what had caused the room to black out. The backup generators came to life seconds later and Luke blinked at the lack of Ser Ren.

   "Fucking Sith," Luke sighed scrubbing at his face. "Of course she'd used the power outage to disappear."

   "Luke, can you get signal?" Leia frowned at him, holding up her comm. "Mine isn't coming up. Something is wrong, very wrong."

   "No, I can't. Wait wasn't there something like this that happened before Satine came to the Senate?" Luke frowned wracking his brains as he walked to the door. "We need to get to Aunt Satine, now!"

   "You don't think someone has taken the Senate do you, Luke?" Padme asked as Luke forced the door open.

   "I do and they're probably after Sidious," Luke clicked on his saber. "I really don't want to save him, but with everyone else in the building."

   "We do as we must," Leia frowned, pulling out her own saber. "We need to contact the Jedi and I'm betting that there's bounty hunters in here."

   "Do we have connection the the holonet?" Ahsoka asked, looking at her comm.

   "Yes," Luke grinned and quickly pulled up his HoloGram. "And our Masters and their favorite stalkers follow my HoloGram account!"

@ThecuterKenob!(LuluMoon)

If anyoe can see this please alert the Jedi that the Senate is looocked down by intruders! that Padawan Tano and i are in the building and will be assiting the Senators!

   Luke looked up from his comm, hoping that someone saw the post and that they would be here soon. If worse came to worse, Ser Ren would have to got full Sith to get them out.

   "I hope they see it." Luke gulped. "But we need to get the Senators and Aunt Satine to a safe area."

   The four of them ran out the office and into the hall. Luke was beginning to think that the Clone Wars was now being effected by their meddling. It would also explain his head was filling with memories he didn't have before. Leia looked at him concerned as they raced down the halls; yelling into offices to evacuated to the main hall. Luke was sure that Ser Ren was feeling the same way. They were changing things so maybe that meant that Palpatine's clear path to the Empire was now being blinded by Light.

    "Well, well well," a voice called out from behind them. "Looks like we got some baby Jedi playing in the big leagues."

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   "Fuck," Luke hissed, clicking on his saber. "Leia, you were right!"

   "When am I ever wrong, brother dear?" Leia snipped from behind Ahsoka.

   "I figure capturing you two will get me some good credits," red eyed man grinned as he stepped closer to them only to step back as a pink bolt hit the ground before him. "The fuck was that?"

   "I suggest you leave them be, Cad Bane," Ser Ren's voice came from somewhere above them. "Go find your prey and move on from My Jedi and Senators."

   "And who are you to order me around?" Cad Bane hissed, looking around, only to yell in shock as he was pushed into a near by wall.

   "Run!" Ser Ren called out from the ceiling.

   Luke grabbed Padme's hand and bolted. The four of them managed to get more Senators to head to the evacuation point only to run into Satine, who was talking with Onaconda Farr. The Rodian frowned as the group ran passed them, but Padme grabbed his hand as Leia and Ahsoka grabbed Satine's.

   "Um Padme, my dear, why are we running?" Onaconda asked trying not to trip.

   "Well, you see the Senate complex has been taken over bounty hunters looking for someone," Padme frowned as they turned another corner. "And now there's also a Sith loose in the building."

   "I'm sorry what?" Ocanonda gasped, looking over at the Jedi leading them.

   "Oh, Lunaris is loose?" Satine asked as they slowed to a stop for a breather. "That's probably for the best."

   "You're friendly with a Sith?" Ocanonda yelped.

   "If we're lucky, she's making her way to the central power core to get the main power back on so we can open the main doors," Luke mentioned while looking up. "I just hope my post got us some help. They have to be blocking all of the communications channels by now."

   "Padme, which of the Open Circle flagships shall we be stuck on?" Satine asked with a smirk trying to lighten the mood. "You know that they will both be loosing their collective minds over this and dropping us into one of Anakin's nest until they calm down."

   "I'd say the Resolute, but with Anakin just out of heat, Obi Wan's going to slap us onto the Negotiator," Padme sighed, weary smile on her face.

   "We might just be hauled into the Temple," Luke spoke frowning as he searched for any of the bounty hunters. "Feel anything, Soka?"

   "No, I don't," Ahsoka frowned before turning to Luke. "They've probably gone after the Chancellor."

   "I don't wanna," Luke whined for a second before, pulling out a blaster and handing it to Leia. "Remember to use Dad's saber!"

   "Where are you going?!" Leia yelled as Luke ran away.

   "To save a bitch!" Luke yelled back to her.

   Luke pulled himself into the vents and followed the Force until he found where the Chancellor was being held. He blinked when he saw Ser Ren's glowing golden eyes staring at him from the darkness. She pressed her finger to her lips and pointed below them.  Bane was talking with Palpatine while being held captive with several other Senators. Luke really didn't want to do this, but he would have to save the Sith Lord. Ser Ren gave him a sympatric smile before Luke dropped out of the vent and onto on the the bounty hunters.

   Luke pulled the weapons form the rest of them with the Force before setting the blade of his saber under the chin of Cad Bane.

   "Looks like the pretty omega Jedi came back," Bane smirked, hands held up with the others around him pointed their blasters at Luke.

   "You're under arrest," Luke hissed, not taking his saber from Bane, but looking at the other hunters. "Drop your weapons."

   "Why should I do that?" Bane grinned.

   "Because I might not kill you but there's a Sith Lord hiding in the building," Luke smirked. "She's kinda partial to me and I'd hate to ask her down here."

   "You think you scare me, baby Jedi?" Bane challenged.

   Luke smirked as Bane's hat flew up from his head before every one of Bane's crew found themselves picked up with the Force and thrown into the nearest wall. Luke sighed and turned off his light saber, pulling his hands behind his back and raising an eyebrow at Bane.

   "Huh, she's here. I guest you must have really pissed her off," Luke smiled looking around as if he didn't know where his sister was. "Now, I'm sure you don't want to see her. I've been dealing with her for a year, she's a rouge one, no master to call her own."

   Luke watched as Bane tried to find anything that could help him before smirking and blasting at Palpatine. Luke swirled around grabbing the bolt with the Force, leaving Bane and his crew to escape. Luke hissed for the Senators to move before letting the bolt go and grunting as it shot into the wall. Seconds later the lights came on and Luke could hear sirens form the windows of Palpatine's office.

   "Well, done, dear boy!" Palpatine clapped causing the others around him to as well.

   Luke felt sick as Palpatine praised him, but it needed to be done. There were too many innocent people in the room and Luke was sure Sidious would have killed them along with the bounty hunters if given the chance. Ser Ren must have gone further down the vents to hide that she had been in the room, running back in with a blaster in hand looking worried.

   "Padawan Kenobi, are you okay?" she asked running over to him and throwing her arms around his neck, to whisper. "Mom and Dad are here so is most the council, Ahsoka managed to catch one of them, a child called Boba Fett."

   "Good on Soka," Luke grinned hugging her tighter.

   "I need him in the future so I'm going to set him free," Ser Ren whispered.

   "Riri, you can't...."

   "Luke!" Obi Wan yell from the door way then ran over to his padawan, pulling him into his arms. "Oh thank the Force and her wisdom!"

   "I'm okay, Master" Luke groaned from where his face was smashed into Obi Wan's tunic. "I can't breathe!"

   "This was supposed to be a normal day!" Obi Wan pulled Luke back to look at him. "How is it you get into these kinds of things?!"

   Luke and Ser Ren raised their eyebrows at Obi Wan, not believing that he asked them of all people that question. Did her seriously forget? He got into just as much random malarky as they did.

   "Luke!" Leia yelled running into the room slamming him back into Obi Wan's arms, making the Jedi Master adjust his balance. "I was so worried!"

   "Anakin wouldn't happen to be on his way up here, would he?" Palpatine asked, stepping forward, looking hopeful. 

   "Knight Skywalker is assisting with the Senators at the entrance," Obi Wan's tone was flat. "He was not needed here. Considering his own Padawan is not in this room."

   Obi Wan placed his hand on Luke's shoulder, frown firmly in place. Palpatine looked taken aback by Obi Wan's direct indifference. Luke could feel in the Force that he was getting upset. Before Palpatine could call him out on it, Ser Ren pretended to sneeze. Several times in a row. She backed herself into the Chancellor's desk and threw herself over it landing in a heap. Luke thought the sneezing sounds harsh and the landing had him wincing.

   "Good Graces, child, are you okay?" Palpatine was stunned turning back to look at her.

   "I'm good!" Ser Ren held up a thumb righting herself. "It's just so dusty in here, I have terrible allergies. Just the worst. I think we should go, Master Kenobi. I'd hate to keep the Senators and Chancellor from checking on the rest of their co-workers!"

   "Yes," Obi Wan raised an eyebrow at her before they walked out of the office.

   Ser Ren pulled out her comm and started clicking away and smirked as something registered on the screen. Obi Wan could see blue prints and x-rays on the screen. He felt his blood run cold.

   "Dear one," Obi Wan's tone left Ser Ren no room to wiggle.

   "I'm collecting evidence to use against him. Why haven't you bugged him before this?" Ser Ren, muttered. "I'm honestly shocked. I happened to steal the Order list for the Clones, as well."

   "I'll take that, please" Obi Wan held out his hand waiting for the device. "I don't trust you with it."

   "What?" Ser Ren frowned, not at all phased by Obi Wan's lack of trust. "I'm not going to do anything with it."

   "And that's like saying that Luke and Anakin won't sneak off to go illegal pod racing," Obi Wan smirked at her as she gave him the data stick. "Thank you."

   "We snuck off one time!" Luke whined.

   "And you two came back missing eyebrows," Obi Wan remined Luke with a smiled. "I know what kind of chaos gremlin Anakin is and I can see it in both of you."

   Luke and Ser Ren both whined as Obi Wan shot them a smug look. Once they made it down to where the rest of them where gathered, Padme broke off from the group to hug Luke before moving to hug Ser Ren.

   "Don't you two ever give me a heart attack like that again!" Padme fussed over them. "I mean it! Taking on the bounty hunters, getting to the power core!"

   "I'm just glad everyone is okay," Luke sighed.

   "Well given that you save the day Lulu," Ser Ren leaned over to him.

   "You're right, Riri!" Leia piped up.

   "I'll have to inform Master Yoda," Obi Wan turned and suspiciously wiped at his face.

   "What?" Luke frowned. "What's he talking about? Anakin, do you know?"

   "I'm sorry there's something in my eyes," Anakin turned to look away.

   "Oh, Oh No no no no no! I am not getting Knighted for this shit!" Luke hissed, spinning around to face Obi Wan. "I refuse to get Knighted for saving that that....THAT.... OBI WAN KENOBI, YOU STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT! No! No no no! Nooooooooooooooooooo!"

 @ThecuterKenob!(LuLuMoon)

{Picture of a sobbing Obi Wan hanging off a teary eyed Anakin Skywalker while holding Luke's padawan braid}

I got Knighted. I feel a little cheated.

reply from @MaceWinduOffical

I am sorry you feel cheated, but you did a great service to the Republic.

   "Skywalker, how long did Kenobi cry?" Mace smirked at Anakin standing behind Obi Wan.

   "Three hours," Anakin sighed. "Padme snatched Luke's braid from his hands and ran off with it. I'm not sure what she's doing with them? She had mine, and she stole Obi Wan's before we left for Mandalore."

    "Something planned she has?" Yoda chuckled.

   "I don't know,' Anakin shrugged. "She and Satine were giggling about something before I left them at Padme's. She scares me and I'm not telling her no."

   The council sighed in agreement.

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 "Obi Wan, are you going to be okay?" Luke frowned at the back of Obi Wan's head.

   "Of course, Padawan," Obi Wan muttered, from where he was bent over war plans.

   "I'm not a Padawan anymore and I'll only be gone for like two days," Luke spoke waiting for Obi Wan to turn around to look at him.

   "I know," Obi Wan muttered, not looking up.

   "Obi Wan.....Master! .....DAD!" Luke snapped, trying not to stomp his foot. "Would you look at me! You're acting like I've gone, gotten married, and left the nest!"

   "I'm sorry, my Moon," Obi Wan finally turned around. "It's just I thought, I'd thought I'd have more time teaching you."

   "I know, fucking Sidious ruining things again," Luke frowned and moved to stand beside Obi Wan.

   "He does have a habit of upsetting our lives, it seems," Obi Wan pulled Luke into a hug. "I feel like this war has Knighted both you and Anakin far too fast."

   "I feel like I got more time than Anakin did" Luke sighed leaning into Obi Wan. "There's something I keep meaning to ask about. I was visiting the Creche, last time where were home, and I heard Riri telling the younglings something, she's taken with them I think."

   "She's protective of them, but what has she been telling them?" Obi Wan pulled Luke back to look at him.

   "It's a weird version of the Code, but it feels like how I was raised," Luke sighed. "I really don't want to assist Master Luminara, but Barriss needs someone in her corner. I feel like if someone doesn't try to reach her, then something really bad will happen. She feels so alone."

   "Friends are always good to have, Luke," Obi Wan smiled at him placing his hands on Luke's shoulders. "You have Anakin's big heart but be careful it doesn't get you into too much trouble."

   "Thanks, Obi Wan" Luke smiled. "I'm taking Arfour."

   Obi Wan snorted as Luke left the bridge. Arfour sped up to Luke's side and he patted his dome before going over to his interceptor. Luke grinned as Arfour whirled around getting logged in as Luke climbed up to do flight checks.

   "Commander Kenobi, a word," Cody called out as he walked up to Luke’s ship.

   "Yeah, Cody?" Luke draped himself over the edge of his cockpit. "What ya need?"

   "I came over here to say that I want you to be careful, General Luminara and Commander Offee got into some trouble a while ago with a brain worm," Cody shuddered. "I just want you to be on your guard with them. They're...."

   "They're not in a good place," Luke smiled sadly. "I know, Cody. If things go tits up, you'll be my first call."

   "Good, because I love Generals Kenobi and Skywalker, but they don't have the brain cell when Senator Amidala isn't around," Cody sighed, shaking his head in fond exasperation.

   "I call you first, then Dad, then the Council,” Luke listed off before grinning. “Anakin is only for if I need big guns.”

   "That's my jedi," Cody smiled. "Have a good mission, Sir."

   Luke set off. It taken him one jump and three hours to get to Master Luminara's Ship the Tranquility. Pulling into the hanger bay, Luke didn't feel like the ship name fit. There was darkness sinking into it. Luke made his way to the bridge, Arfour trailing behind him. When he got there, he felt where the darkness was sinking in and walked right passed Luminara and pulled Barriss into a hug.

   "I've missed you, my friend!" he whispered into her ear.

   "Luke, I..." Barriss gulped before hugging him back tightly.

   "Knight Kenobi," Luminara broke through his thoughts. "While I'm glad you are happy to see my Padawan, you needed debriefing first."

   "Padawan Offee is an open festering wound in the Force, and you are not addressing it," Luke frowned at her. "I am. Padawan Offee is more than enough to debrief me. You know that omegas don't like the smell of distress, and she is very distressed."

   Luminara rolled her eyes fondly and held out her hand to lead the Knight and Padawan to the closest conference room. Barriss sighed as Luke pulled his chair to be as much in her space as possible. Luke thought that Ahsoka would be much more help than him, but she and Anakin where on the other side of the galaxy. Luke cooed at the alpha as she cuddled into Luke's side.

   "I do appreciate your assistance with our mission regarding General Grievous, Knight Kenobi," Luminara sighed pulling up Grievous’ last know location. "I'm going to be honest."

   "Honesty is amazing," Luke smiled at her.

   "Don't be snippy," Barriss hissed at him.

   "Have you met my lineage?" Luke hissed back. "We're all snippy sarcastic little shits! You've met Yoda. Obi Wan was like ‘Oh let’s experiment!’ Seriously not surprised our line has a habit of Falling."

   "That maybe, Knight Kenobi, but if I'm being honest," Luminara coughed. "I understand that you have doubts."

   "The Acolyte's acolyte was actively trying to take your padawan and you're still acting like she needs to be held at arm’s length?" Luke smiled at her, but it wasn't kind. "But what do I know?"

   "I see," Luminara sighed. "You're really going to do this?"

   "I'd rather your body not be used to lure other Jedi to their doom," Luke frowned, thinking about the story he'd heard from Leia.

   "I understand," Luminara frowned, trying not to feel stunned. "Normally, we'd leave chasing Dooku and Grievous to Master Kenobi and Knight Skywalker, but he's been spotted in our sector. Master Kenobi could not be pulled away from where he was, so we asked for you."

   "Ooooh, we're going blender hunting?" Luke laughed, smile ticking a bit too wide. "Why didn't you say so? Oh, I've got some ideas and some plans and well, I have to get you caught up with blaster training!"

   "Blasters, Luke?" Barris frowned. "That's not something I'm sure I'd like."

   "It's only for the element of surprise, my dear!" Luke patted her hand. "Grievous will try whatever he can to dismember us, so we put a few tricks up our sleeves!"

   "Again, that's not really comforting, Luke" Barriss sighed.

   "I'm going to give you some really strong magnets then," Luke told Barriss smiling at her. "I know you hate this and that this war is taking a huge toll on you. The magnets can be thrown at Grievous, and it will mess with his prosthetics. Ahsoka and I used one on Anakin one time when Obi Wan asked us to make sure he napped; he was not happy to be without his saber arm."

   "That's a bit harsh," Luminara frowned. "But I will take the magnets over learning to fire a blaster properly."

   "Suit yourself," Luke smiled. "But I am happy to help piss off Grievous, just don't think he'll be caught easily."

    Luke was right. The new hidey-hole that Grievous set himself in was just sad and the Luminara took the lead as Luke hung back with Barriss. He'd tried almost everything that he could think of to cheer her up, but he knew that she wasn't a person built for war, doing the right thing or not. He'd hoped once she was Knighted that she could return to help with the medical core, Luke thought she'd have been more well suited to be Master Ti's padawan. The elder Togruta had been kind to Luke, and he wondered if it was possible to get her switched.

   Then the coughing started.

   Luke flung his saber behind him, blocking Grievous from taking his neck.

   "Hey there, Grievy!" Luke grinned a little too manic. "Did you bring me a present?"

   Luke swung back around deflecting the two sabers and Barriss pulled up to his side. Grievous scowled as he was quickly outnumbered, before cutting up the ceiling. Luke threw his hands up to stop the ceiling from coming down as Luminara advanced forward. Barriss did as well before Luke realized that they couldn't take him. Luke pulled the ceiling down to block him from getting to the master padawan pair.

   "Knight Kenobi!" Luminara asked back. "Why did you...."

   "He was trying to lure us too deep into this place where we wouldn't be able to find our ways back out without being in a trance." 

   "He set a trap," Barriss frowned.

   "He did, we're going to lure him back out," Luke frowned. "More importantly I sense Dooku."

   "Dooku's here?" Luminara gasped. "But Lady Lunaris left him on Dagobah."

   "We didn't think he'd be stuck for long, I'm betting Ventress got him out of there," Luke sighed. "We don't want to give Dooku the chance of catching us. I don't know about you, but I know way too much and I'm not willing to risk him killing you to get it."

   "Hello, my great grandpadawan," Dooku spoke coming out of the shadows.

   Luke used the Force to push Luminara and Barriss into the hole from the ceiling before turning to Dooku, hands held up.

   "Your mission is to kill Obi Wan Kenobi, isn't it?" Luke frowned. "You're trying every way you can do so without actually killing him. Did you not listen to Grandpa Jinn?"

   "It seems you have access to the plans of my master," Dooku frowned. "How?"

   "Do I look like I'd tell you shit?" Luke frowned, trying to find a sneaky way to contact Ser Ren, but Dooku was watching his hands. "You want a fight? But you're so elderly I'd hate to help you break a hip."

   "Clearly, you've spent too much time with Skywalker," Dooku ignited his saber.

   "Excuse you?" Luke scoffed, pulling his saber out and tapping the distress signal on his belt. "You forget who's also a part of this family? You really think that Anakin didn't get it from Obi Wan who got it from Qui Gon who got it from you? Do you live under a rock?"

   Dooku sprang forward and Luke grunted as he was forced back. Luke dodged and parried as fast as he could, but he grunted as Dooku took the upper hand and knocked him out.

   Luke woke up much later in a strange place. He felt a Force inhibitor collar around his neck. Luke rolled his eyes and sighed. Dooku obviously took him for some reason, but for what. Wherever he was it felt dark, cold, and suffocating. Anakin's Dark always felt warm, but then again, his Darkness was feeding into his Light and vice versa. Luke realized he'd been changed too, it appeared. Luke looked down at the outfit, too imperial officer for his tastes, before frowning at the color. Leia favored whites, Luke much preferred black for his clothing.

   "You're awake, child," Luke felt every bone in his body freeze. "Good, good. I thought that you would be useful in luring that wayward Sith to me, but I might be able to kill Kenobi once and for all."

   "You kidnapped the Ashla to lure the Bogan to you," Luke frowned before beginning to slow clap. "Well done, you're really going to piss off the Living Force."

   "The Ashla? The Bogan?" Sidious frowned. "You speak of a fairytale. Of nonsense."

   "Oh? But Anakin is the Chosen One? That’s not just a myth?" Luke asked back continuing to dig at his captor. "The one with the power to free the Jedi and the Sith from this Endless Waltz? You're just going to piss him off by keeping me."

   "So you know what he is too?" Sidious's smile peeked from under his hood.

   "You can at least take that ridiculous hood off, after all you're the reason I got Knighted." Luke smirked, baiting the Sith Lord. "I know who you really are. Why do you think we've kept Anakin from you, Shev? Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!"

   Palpatine hissed as he fired lightning at Luke. Watching the young Jedi scream, Palpatine tried to think of another way to lure the sith and Skywalker to him. Clearly the boy before him meant something to both Skywalker and Kenobi. He might be a way to make Skywalker Fall, but how.

   Luke grunted as he felt his nerves buzz and crawl like there were thousands of insects under his skin, his heart felt like it was beating a mile a minute, and his brain felt almost glitchy. Everything was misfiring as he tried to stand. For the first time in a year, Luke wanted his dad, not Obi Wan; Ben. He wanted his dad to come get him. He coughed hoping there wouldn't be blood before a sound, buried in his mind, made him look up. It was faint but Luke could hear it. Palpatine was too engrossed in his thoughts to hear it, but Luke... Luke tried to reach for that sound in the Force. He would take him back to his Master and Lineage brother, he would make sure Luke was safely back in the Temple.

   Wuuuuurrrrr puuuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrr Wuuuuurrrrrrr puuuuuuuurrrrrrr

   Sidious didn't get a chance to see who appeared as he was thrown out the room. Luke watched as Sidious collapsed, unconscious. Luke grunted and turned to face Darth Vader as he walked into the room. The Force collar was ripped from his throat and Luke gasped as his connection was resorted.

   "Fucking hell, Kid!" a voice Luke felt himself smile at ran into the room. "I never should have left you two's side, what kind of Force Bullshit did you get up too?"

   "Hey, there Han" Luke smiled feeling himself being picked up by the Force and cradled in Vader's arms. "Man, I have so much to tell you, but first I got Knighted."

   "That's great, Kid, I'm sure Ben would be proud," Han smiled nervously as Vader turned and started walking out of the room Luke had been held in.

   "Oh yeah, Obi Wan and Anakin both cried," Luke smiled. "Aunt Padme apparently had Anakin's Padawan braid and stole Obi Wan's and then took mine. I wanted to give it to Leia."

   "I'm sure your godmother has something planned for them," Vader spoke. "Be patient with it, little one."

   "Nope, I will pull myself out of your hold!" Luke squirmed, pulling from Vader's hold. "That's not my nickname from you. You know it, you will say it."

   "Moonbeam, be still," Vader relented.

   "Wait! He sounds less scary when he says that!" Han blinked as he walked behind Vader.

   "The man under here is a goober!" Luke nodded patting Vader's armor, like he was a speeder. "In fact, he was once the Ball of Sunshine character!"

   "Anakin Skywalker is dead," Vader tried, but was rebuffed by Luke. "I was never a ball of sunshine."

   "Obi Wan would disagree," Luke snorted. "The soot sprites too."

   Before Vader could retort he was ripped from Luke, who hovered in the air, as heels clicked at a rapid pace before the muzzle of a rifle was pointed directly at Vader.

   "Who are you and why do you have my brother?" Ser Ren hissed eyes on Vader.

   "Ser Ren, you made it!" Luke grinned, from where he hovered. "Can you put me down?"

   "I can see you're suffering the effects of Force Lightning, brother mine," Ser Ren's voice was hard like steel, nothing like what he was used to.

   "Look, how about we calm- Mother fucker!" Han ducked as door launched at Ser Ren. She pulled it with the Force and flung it to the side; rifle still set on Vader.

   "Impressive," Vader hissed standing up.

   "Once again: who the fuck are you?" Ser Ren hissed. "You feel like Anakin Skywalker, but he isn't this twisted up in the Dark he carries."

   "Ser Ren, that's Darth Vader" Luke spoke as he slid down from Ser Ren's grip. "It's Mother."

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   "A third?" Vader said from his spot next to Luke in the gally of the Millennium Falcon. "How?"

   "Different timeline," Luke answered as he stuffed his face with Han's left overs. "I hope you're ready for the entirety of the Five oh First jumping you and dropping you in a bacta tank."

   "I very much doubt they could," Vader huffed, crossing his arms. "Different timelines, no doubt they are based of our different decisions. What could I have chosen differently ?How could that have changed everything?"

   "A whole legion trained by you at peak Jedi years not being able to take out one Sith Lord?" Luke raised his eyebrow. "You need to stay in the here and now, speculations on what ifs only leads to heart break."

   "I see your points," Vader relented. "Seems Jinn haunts our narrative."

   "That's not counting Cody and the 212th," Luke smiled sweetly at Vader. "Yes, he does, he's been making sad eyes at you for the last hour."

   "Then he should appear before me and not hide," Vader hissed, turning to face where Qui Gon was standing, hidden by the Force.

   "That's if Anakin and Obi Wan don't beat his ass the second we see them," Ser Ren's sing song voice came out the speaker of the gally. "Grandpa Jinn is probably doing the Obi Wan Kenobi "my feelings are too big to see him" thing."

   "So how are we going to return the Kid?" Han called back. "It's not like we can walk into the Jedi Temple with an ex Imperial Sith Lord and a smuggler."

   Vader turned to Luke who held up his hands.

   "Don't look at me, I got Dad's Mandalorian kink," Luke threw Leia and Anakin under the speeder. "Scoundrel is a you thing."

   Vader huffed another bit of air through his respirator. He could already feel the headache coming.

   Anakin stood tall in the hanger bay of the Resolute. Ser Ren had commed that she'd found Luke and that they were bringing in two people. The Millennium Falcon docked and Anakin thought the Corellian freighter was a hunk of junk, but then again so was his Twilight.

   The gangway dropped and Anakin's heart sped up. Cold, cold so strong that Anakin felt his bones crack, started to seep out of the ship. The Darkness that hit him made his stomach roll. Anakin slapped his hand over his mouth as something, as the breathing, came out of the ship.

   Anakin stared at what he could become and felt his stomach roll more. Ser Ren walked up from where she had docked Five oh One to blow something into Vader's mask. Anakin gave up on fighting and bent over. He started throwing up.

   "Master!" Anakin heard Ahsoka calling for him, but he couldn't look trough the tears, lungs burning, and ribs screaming.

   He heard the soft thunk of something hitting the gangway before he felt something, someone, brushing his hair and rubbing his back.

   "Deep breaths, my galaxy," he heard Obi Wan whisper before clearing his throat to give orders. "Gents, if you could get our newest fugitive Sith Lord here into the nearest bacta tank, that would be nice. Luke as well. Ser Ren, why the blasted Sith hells do you have that fucking drug?"

   "Because, I'm a Sith?" Ser Ren looked at Obi Wan like he was addle minded.

   "I forgot about this." Vader snorted trying to stand, but he couldn't get his limbs to work. "Last time this happened I was made drowsy, but being air born, it's much more like being high."

   "Ser Ren," Obi Wan snapped glaring at her in disappointment.

   "What?!" Ser Ren snapped back, helping the clones put Vader on a gurney. "It was either: A. drug Vader so he can't fight Anakin, or B. let them fight and see if all of us survive! I don't know about you, but I'm not playing chicken! Thank you!"

   Obi Wan groaned as Anakin whimpered. Han held up his hands as they were sent to the Med bay.

   "HOW THE FUCK IS THIS MAN ALIVE!?" Kix yelled turning from the bacta tank where a limbless suitless Vader floated. "If I don't get some answers that aren't The Gods damned Force, I'm going to quit!"

   "Well....you see."

   "Don't even start Commander Kenobi, you're lucky to not be in the other tank," Kix whipped around to him. "You suffered Force Lightning and only have slight scaring to show for it!"

   "Okay fair," Luke muttered ducking behind Anakin. "But he threw up badly so you should look at him."

   "I have, and I've already left General Kenobi with the instructions," Kix huffed.

   "Mister Solo, was it?" Obi Wan finally looking away from the two different forms of his very distressed omega. "How did Darth bring you here?"

   "Well, the Imps attacked the Rebel Base on Yavin. The Imperials used the Death Star, there was no saving the moon," Han started scrubbing at his hair. "It took almost a year of looking into loth wolves, that I even found they were from Lothal. I even managed to find a woman called Ahsoka Tano, she told me about them and smiled as said everything will be fine before Vader showed up. I thought they were about to fight, but he just turned and told me to follow him. Chewie, um Chewbacca, he's my Wookie friend stayed with her, next thing I know Vader's flying us to Lothal and into something called the World between Worlds and now we're here?"

   "The story on how you got here does match Luke, Leia and Ser Ren's," Obi Wan frowned stroking his beard. "And what's the status on Darth, Kix?"

   "Like I said: I don't know how he's alive," Kix stressed.

   "Spite?" Ahsoka supplied.

   "Rage?" Luke guessed.

   "The Will of the Force?" Obi Wan frowned.

   "Pure obsessive and possessive need to keep everyone I love around me and not let them die?" Anakin finally spoke in pure honesty. "I mean It's all of those things too."

   "I guest I forgot to not rule out Demigod son of the Force," Kix sighed, rubbing his forehead and muttering about his strange Jedi.

   "Sorry," Anakin frowned.

   "Anakin, dear one, there is a lot happening right now," Obi Wan turned to Anakin and pulled him into a hug. "It's something we feared and something we will over come. I doubt if that Han Solo fellow was forced to follow Darth here, that Darth has any intention of going to Palpatine."

   The Force around them seemed to light on fire at mention of Palpatine. Gold eyes glared at all of them from the tank and Anakin glared right back.

   "Knock it off!" Ser Ren snapped at Vader. "That Bitch can't hurt us if we know what he's plotting. Since you're here; you're going to help. We are outside factors he can't account for, surely there's memories of us vaguely in your head now that things are changing. I know you can see it. Other wise my version of you wouldn't have given me your armor."

   "Wait you've had Anakin's beskar armor this whole time?" Obi Wan spun around.

   "I mean yeah. I've told you, Mom's weird like that. He gives little secret smiles and hands you things that can help out at a much later time," Ser Ren frowned with a shrug, thinking of Anakin's moonlit smiles.

   "Good, because I don't care that that armor was 'keeping him alive'," Kix air quoted. "It's torturing him. General, Sir, you and Lady Lunaris are the best mechanics we have on board, if I could ask you to help make his limbs...."

    "Already was going ask, Kix," Ser Ren smiled. "with Anakin's help, we should be able to make them better, maybe we can add somethings to it?"

   "He's asking if he gets a say in this," Anakin spoke frowning at his future self. "No, because you made stupid choices like a stupid bitch! So Kix, hand those to us, we'll get them into proper working order."

   "Anakin, I wish you wouldn't address yourself like that." Obi Wan sighed, giving Anakin a sad look.

   "Well, then Future Me shouldn't have been a stupid bitch," Anakin huffed, picking up one of Vader's legs. "Yes, you did deserve having Obi Wan cut off your limbs! I've had that dream, why did you kill younglings? Babies! Cute sweet babies. What do you mean he took the surviving ones and turn them into Dark Jedi Monsters? That doesn't make killing the babies better!"

  Obi Wan's head whipped over to Anakin at the admission. Anakin rarely brought up his nightmares. To admit it so willingly to a version of himself, when Anakin hadn't told him, was alarming. Anakin looked away from Obi Wan and Vader did as well.

   "We're going to have to get used to a lot of new things," Luke sighed.

   "Yeah, Kid, but I don't know if we can trust the rest of the Jedi with this," Han frowned as he knocked his shoulder into Luke's.

   "No, we can't," Anakin spun around. "Look, I know you want to tell them that he's here, Obi Wan, but I don't trust them. Yoda and Windu finding out, I'm good with that but there are those who will have me thrown in the Citadel over my Tusken Massacre, what do you think they will do with me if they see Vader? They will straight up just try to kill me and I love these three kids too much to not let the Galaxy have them."

   "You're right, Anakin," Obi Wan agreed.

   "I know you're........What?" Anakin yelped while Vader's wide eyes turned to Obi Wan.

   "I did not want to tell the Council about Ser Ren, but given that this is you, possibly, I don't think we should risk loosing you and I don't think I could live in a galaxy with out you," Obi Wan started. "So for now we keep Darth's existence under wraps. Mister Solo, we will have to tell them about you. As for regarding Darth, that is a strictly only family needs to know thing, and you're going to explain that massacre you just mentioned, Anakin Skywalker."

  Anakin turned to stare at Obi Wan eyes wide, before tears welled up and he threw himself into his master's arms. Obi Wan grunted as he adjust his balance to hold Anakin, hands locking under Anakin's thighs to hold him up. Vader was looking at him, but Obi Wan noticed all the fight was leaking from the stiff limbless body floating in the tank.

   Good My Knight.

   "It seems we've finally hit the divergence," Ser Ren smiled hands clasped behind her back. "Good, maybe now I can find the Death Star's shipyard?"

   "Geonosis?" Anakin turned to look back at Vader. "Why does everything come back to that place?"

   "Excellent," Ser Ren smiled. "Once we get Vader here, up and murderous, we can go destroy it. ...  Don't "How Little one?" me! I'm taller than Luke and Leia! I have Five oh One. He had more than enough fire power to take that thing out, plus I can see where all the weak points that are being built into it are. ... Of course, your mad droid would make sure that Leia had the plans! You think that R2-D2, your droid, would not make sure to have a way to protect your kids?"

   "Ser Ren, please stop," Obi Wan sighed. "Darth is in a fragile state and getting yourself worked up isn't going to help anyone."

   "I should just go now and just blow it up," Ser Ren huffed, crossing her arms.

   "Ser Ren Skywalker Kenobi," Obi Wan snapped. "You're not going to leave this ship, and run half cocked on a hope and a prayer. When Darth is up, we will let him go with you. I'm not sending you to the place where Anakin lost his bloody arm without something much scarier to follow you."

    Luke looked up at Vader, noting the golden eye color was blinking in and out, and smiled up at his mother. Things were finally looking up.

   Obi Wan lied to the council. He explained that Ser Ren had found Luke and that she had rescued him from Sidious and Tyranus. He then explained that the Force had brought a friend of Luke's to them as well. Han lied through his teeth to these people, and would continue to do so, many of them didn't look like they would agree with anything, but the knowing eyes of the grandmaster put him on edge.

   Anakin and Ser Ren where hunched over Vader's limbs. The cyborg had been instructing them on things he wanted to tinker into his limbs long before they been taken by Kix. The medic was working carefully with Master Che about healing Vader. She had been the only one that Obi Wan had reasonably thought could help them. She had been shocked at the damage and even more so when Anakin had said he deserved such fate.

   "Kix, my friend," Master Che turned to the medic. "It seems we're beginning to see progress on healing our Older Anakin here. Oh hush, you're always so cranky about needing medical attention."

   "The way all of you talk to Vader puts me on edge," Kix frown. "This man would kill everyone on this ship if he wasn't so whipped by Commander Kenobi and Lady Lunaris."

   "I think he has missed Obi Wan too," Che smiled as she looked over Vader's vitals. "The burns might not heal completely but this should make moving a little easier. Anakin, how are the prosthetics coming along?"

   "Well Vader's right calf has a hidden saber compartment now." Anakin frowned testing the compartment he had spoken of. "Ser Ren is putting in better magnetic grip into the hands. I was thinking of doing the same to the feet."

   "Sorry, Vader, but you had to have seen this coming," Kix sighed as Vader shot him a surprised look. "I've been pulling components out of his old suit and looking over the mando armor that Ser Ren gave us to add what we can. His breathing apparatus is built into the helmet, I think we might have to keep that."

   "I'd like to see if we can get it to where we can wean him off needing the mask to survive," Master Che frowned. "We'll have to tinker with that mask."

   "Can we at least make it less ugly?" Anakin frowned at the dark artifact, "Those red lenses look like they hurt to see out of. ... You know it is! You can at least care about some kind of aesthetic!"

   "Really, Sky Guy?" Ser Ren snorted. "I watched you roll out of bed this morning and throw on yesterday's clothes."

   "I just think that Padme has spent all this time trying to teach me fashion and at the very least Vader can honor that..... What do you mean the last time you saw Padme she looked like she hadn't showered in months? She's the Rebel Leader? Fuck yeah! That's my Padme! What was that about Obi Wan?"

   Anakin frowned as Vader pushed images of Ben, one of him in his late forties, the other in his late fifties, into Anakin's head and Anakin stared at him wide eyed before the most devious smirk slid across his face.

   "Oh! Oh! Three....three is definitely not enough biologically," Anakin laughed as Vader nodded with him.

   Ser Ren's face turned disgusted as Anakin laughed manically. Master Che sighed and patted Kix's shoulder as he wept into his hands.

@ThecuterKenob!(LuluMoon)

{Picture of Anakin leering at Obi Wan form the other side of the Bridge}

Why is Anakin looking at Obi Wan like that? It's so gross! >:P

reply from @OWKcangetit!

You're too young to get how much the galaxy wants that man. Want him to bend me over a table.

reply to @OWKcangetit! from @ThecuterKenob!(LuluMoon)

Dude! That's my former Master! He's a fucking nerd! I've had to listen to full lectures about the etiquette around soup spoons! He got excited about studying a brain worm!

reply to @ThecuterKenob!(LuluMoon) From @SkyGuy05(A.SkyWalker) 

But it's so cute when he gives into his Mad Scientist tendencies!

reply to @SkyGuy05(A.SkyWalker)  from @ThecuterKenob!(LuluMoon)

Don't encourage this, Skywalker!

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   "So let me get the straight," Padme frowned, glancing at the cyborg that held her aid. "This is Darth Vader, the possible future Anakin. You have spent the last two months hiding him on either the Negotiator and the Resolute healing him. You somehow bribed Master Che into helping you heal and hide him from the Council. You, Obi Wan, lied to said Council and actually sided with Anakin about hiding this new Sith. You're also finally caught up on the whole massacre and neither one of you thought to call me?"

   "Well, you see," Obi Wan started.

   "We've been kinda busy," Anakin, rubbed his neck.

   "Oh? Oh!" Padme gasped as if betrayed. "Too busy to call me, I see!"

   "Padme!" Obi Wan started.

   "That's not fair!" Anakin whined.

   "I'd forgotten that she could do that," Vader huffed amused as he watched Anakin and Obi Wan be brought to heel by the tiny alpha woman.

   "You are in so much trouble!" Leia hissed into his neck from where she hung onto Vader.

   "I would have it no other way, my Sunspark," Vader smiled letting her scent him. "I did bring a small peace offering: your smuggler."

   "You brought that nerfherder?" Leia pulled back.

   "Leia Organa! Breha and Bail did not raise you to speak that way!" Vader hissed putting Leia down.

   "Yeah well, I so happen to be Anakin Skywalker's biological eldest daughter," Leia shot back, hands on her hips. "Must be genetic! You'd think after listening to me being called Lady Vader for years, you would have noticed that."

   "You've only be called as such because you were kidnapped by my idiot inquisitor and I had to return you," Vader hissed.

   "And I've been your heir apparent ever since!" Leia glared up at him. "I know that my kidnapping freaked you out. I know that wasn't how you should have found out that Ben was alive and that Luke was with him. That my kidnapping was the first time in a decade you actually saw Ben, Uncle Kin. Look, I get that you thought that Luke and I would be on Alderaan together, that was the plan, but even you know that it would have been too risky for us to be together. Luke can't hide to save his life."

   "I know," Vader sighed, thinking of Luke's bright spot in the Force and how much it was like his younger self's. " Now that I am here, I do not plan on leaving you and Padme alone in the Senate with my Sith master."

   "We've been fine," Leia huffed crossing her arms. "You and Dad taught me enough to survive in it."

   "Bail taught you to survive a viper's nest not a dragon's hoard," Vader corrected, pulling his hands to rest behind his back. "This isn't the toy that Sidious makes it into, this is the Senate when it it at it's most volatile. We're getting into when Sidious starts to really centralize power."

   "Wait," Padme turned from her put out looking Jedi to the Sith Lord. "You left the twins with Bail?"

   "Yes, I left them with their other godparent," Vader spoke holding up his hand to stop her offended retort. "Naboo is far too close to Sidious, for me to have even considered leaving the twins with you. I'd just given birth when I made that decision. I was in a lot of pain and very high on drugs and anger at that point. Bail was the best choice anyway, given that I knew that my Kenobi and Amidala would be the driving forces behind the Rebellion. Ten years ago in my time, it escaped my knowledge that Bail wanted to make sure the twins were with Kenobi, given he came back and I didn't. But I infer that my love could not see that they would be safe together on Alderaan and separated them like a damn fool. I did not know this. I was left under the impression that Luke and Leia were safe with the Organas. I had managed to convince the bitch that the two of them were dead, but then one of my Inquisitors decided to kidnap Leia. That is how I found out that Luke was not with Leia and that their father was playing desert hermit." 

   "He looked hot though in that image you showed me," Anakin quipped ignoring Vader's glare. "You can't say he didn't."

   "Force help me he did, but that's not the point!" Vader hissed placing his forehead in his hand. "I was still pissed at him.

   "May I know how to avoid that?" Obi Wan raised an eyebrow, shoving his hands into his sleeves.

   "Communication, Kenobi," Vader moving to cross his arms. "And that means listening and not just talking. The two of you will talk at each other and not to each other. Sidious will use that. It is not my anger, my rage, that makes me Fall. It is my fear. Fear of loss, fear of letting go. It took twenty years and one snippy little princess to finally drill into my head that I cannot be afraid to lose people I love. If it is acceptable for Padme and Leia, I would like to remain with them. While Leia is strong in the Force, Sidious is trained. Padme may not fear him, but it would make me feel more comfortable to be there with them."

   "I don't need to be babysat!" Padme turned to Vader then back to Anakin and Obi Wan. "You two can't be agreeing with him."

   "He does have a point," Obi Wan frowned, trying to come to terms with Vader's anger.

   "A good one," Anakin sighed. "Padme, he doesn't even have to do anything. It would make me feel better."

   "I'm more than capable of taking care of myself!" Padme huffed.

   "I know you are!" Anakin snapped back. "But this is a Sith Lord! Not someone like fucking Clovis!"

   "Honestly, Anakin" Padme rolled her eyes crossing her arms. "Why are you so jealous of him when you have Obi Wan?"

   "I'm not jealous!" Anakin yelled, offended. "I'm being protective! He's a fucking creep! A Sleemo!"

   Vader realized that Padme and Anakin where going to continue arguing, ignoring the rest of the room. It felt odd being on the outside of so much. Able to give insights and opinions that his younger self could not. Glancing at Obi Wan, he cleared his throat catching both of them in their old argument.

   "Think of it as a concerned uncle coming to make sure his niece is fine after finding out she was poisoned," Vader offered the Senator. "I have often written letters as Kin Organa on behalf of Leia here, it wouldn't hurt to step into that role fully. It would give Skywalker the peace of mind he is craving as you are dear to him as a sister, and I will not interfere with your politics and be nothing more than 'In case of Emergancy break glass' option for you."

   "Does that mean Padme and I get to play dress up with you?" Leia spun around to face Vader.

   "Force help me," Vader sighed, rolling his eyes. "Yes, I will allow you and your aunt to play dress up."

   "Very well," Padme sighed. "If it keeps Anakin happy."

   "I'd be happier if you had better choice in men," Anakin smirked at her. "I say that as one of your choices."

   "Ass!" Padme slapped his arm and smiled at Anakin.

   Obi Wan sighed and silently wondered if this was how Anakin felt almost a year ago while he and Satine snipped at each other. He's glad that Padme and Anakin were in a place where they could argue with each other about feelings and men without it tearing their relationship apart. Obi Wan often worried that Anakin's supports were falling away too fast for him to catch him.

   Leia's smile looked slightly mad as she ran over to the data pad before pulling a measuring tape out of her pocket. Vader didn't even blink an eye as Leia swirled around him jotting down notes. Anakin groaned and looked over to the equally excited Padme. She marched over to her own pad and started typing in her orders as Leia gave her Vader's measurements. Obi Wan looked at him with a raised eyebrow before Ahsoka marched into the room and passed them. Anakin was about to ask her what was wrong when he watched as his padawan climbed onto Vader's back and rested her chin on his head.

   "Skywalker, what is your padawan doing?" Vader frowned.

   "I don't know?" Anakin frowned back.

   "I want Evil Sky Guy to carry me," Ahsoka answered, snuggling into Vader. "I am upset that he is almost seven feet tall and I obviously do not get taller than him, so therefore he must let me be taller. It is only right for my master to do so."

   "You think of me," Vader felt himself choking up.

   "Even when I'm old and gray after you and Obi Wan have joined the Force and even after I join the Force with you: you will always be my master," Ahsoka sighed snuggling into Vader. "Even when you're being a stupid ho."

   "I am not the whore of our Lineage," Vader smiled, fighting back tears.

   "You decided that Palpatine was a great choice to listen to over literally everyone else," Ashoka rubbed her face into the fuzz of Vader's newly growing hair. "You get to share the title stupid ho with Obi Wan."

   The Council had asked him to visit the Confederate Senate. Luke tossed himself in his bunk trying to organize his thoughts. He sighed as he looked over at Han snoring. The Council was sending him on more and more missions away from Obi Wan, Anakin and Ahsoka. He'd gotten so used to them being around that it felt odd enough not to have them. It was nice to have Han with him again, even after a year of not being there, if felt like Han slipped himself back right where he belonged, him, Leia, Han, and Chewy, that felt like home. Luke blinked for a second. The Temple had never felt like home. Padme's apartment didn't feel like home, even when Anakin and Padme said it was, when Obi Wan alluded that it was. Home was the Falcon, and Luke felt that drop full force into his heart and mind.

   "Kid, I don't need your Force bullshit to hear you thinking," Han grumbled from his bunk. "Either spill the beans or I'm calling Amidala."

   "I just," Luke grumbled and rubbed at his head. "I don't know, Han. I feel like this is a trap, and I feel like if we can reach out to the Confederacy, we might be able to start peace talks. Listening to Satine. I realized she was right, and unfortunately there is truth in what Dooku says."

   "That's the worst part of watching Fascist do what they do, they take the truth and inflate it with bullshit that isn't," Han sighed, crossing his arms over his chest and looking up at the bulkhead. "The problem is that this whole war is a front for the Empire to start."

   "If we could just convince them that this is the path the entire Galaxy is taking," Luke sighed and glanced over at Han. "Thanks for taking me, Han."

   "No problem," Han smiled at Luke. "If anyone can get them to listen it's you. I hope the Jedi are working on separating themselves from the Republic Senate."

   "We need to," Luke sighed. "But that might cause more push back. It's one thing to look at the attachment to the old stagnate ways and another to actively move forward from them. I can feel that the Jedi are being called to the Separatist side to assist and give aid, but at the same time on the Republic's as well. the Jedi need to be a neutral party in all of this, but I fear we might need something big to get us moving."

   "Hey, we'll get this sorted out and then I get to spend the rest of my life not being good enough for General Obi Wan Kenobi's daughter," Han smiled.

   "Oh please, with the way Mother approved of you," Luke snorted at his friend. "I'm sure Dad will give in instantly."

    Two days later, Luke stood before the Confederate Senate looking up at the Senators that felt abandoned by the very government that was to protect them.

   "I want to thank the Senate of the Confederacy for letting me speak to you today," Luke spoke on the Senate floor. "I understand that you have reasons to distrust me, and they are valid and heard, but I come before you not as a Jedi Knight, but a citizen of the Republic and a friend of Padme Amidala. She and many of the other senators are hoping to begin Peace Negotiations with you. As we speak, the Senate is being introduced to a bill that limit the powers of the Chancellor back to their Pre-war time status. I implore you to do the same."

   "Yet the Jedi would still act as the Republic's attack dogs?" one senator piped up.

   "The Jedi are interlinked with the Senate, but that does not mean they are dismissing you pleas," Luke responded. "I was sent here, because the Force called me here, to try and start conversations about peace. I grew up on a world occupied be those who lived wealthy and did not care about the rest of us. I grew up on Tatooine, the same place as General Skywalker. I know what you feel that your voices are not heard, and for the longest time: you were right. Now that you have the power to do so: I implore you to seek peace. Do not let more of innocents on both sides die!"

   "What of the Jedi taking our children?" another called.

   "I have not witnessed such a thing," Luke blinked in confusion. "While I cannot say it has never happened, I can say that my own Former Master, and my Lineage Brother were both given to the order for a better life."

   "What proof of you of Generals Kenobi and Skywalker being given to the Order?" a third asked.

   "Well, from the report I read Obi Wan Kenobi was taken to the Jedi Temple because his birth mother contacted them," Luke frowned, thinking back to the faces of grandparents he'd never know. "Stewjon isn't friendly to those with Force Sensitivity. There's a large bird species there call the Jub Jub. It's known for eating those gifted in the Force. The Former Queen of Hearts thought it was best her son grew up away from such a beast. As For Anakin Skywalker, Master Qui Gon Jinn made a bet with his former slave owner. that he would be free if he won it in a pod race. Anakin Skywalker is the only human to have won the Boonta Eve classic on Tattooine. I'm implore you to start peace talks! If we don't there will be something far more cruel and evil to rise from the ashes of both the Republic and the Confederacy."

   "What an interesting topic," Dooku finally stepped forward to speak. "You think the Republic wants peace?"

   "I think we all want out of this puppet war set up by the Sith Lords Darth Tyranus and Darth Sidious," Luke did not flinch as he met Dooku's eyes. "The people of the Galaxy are not dolls for the Sith to play with."

   "You seem to know much about the Sith," Dooku frowned.

   "I know many things, like that there are now Sith on the side of the Jedi," Luke looked up at him. "I know that Master Yoda stares at your bust in the Archives. I know that Master Qui Gon Jinn is disappointed in you. I know that this will end with the Chancellor calling for your head. Surely, you see that this Sith Lord only sees you as a toy to get what he wants. We can all make active choices to..."

   Luke almost sensed the shot too late, as he dropped down to the floor as a blaster bolt struck near him. Luke didn't turn on his saber. He stood back up as the Senators around him screamed and scurried. He looked around for who ever shot at him and put his hand on the muzzle of Han's blaster. He would not show aggression in the house of the Confederacy. They were not the enemy. The People where not the enemy. Palpatine corrupting the Force was.

   "You do not show any attempt to retaliate, Jedi," a senator spoke again, Luke recognized her as Mina Bonteri of Onderon.

   "There is no need to for violence in a house of words," Luke told her, bowing his head. "It is not the first attempt on my life nor will it be the last."

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@ThecuterKenob!(LuluMoon)

I leave for Confederate Space, get shot at only to come back to thirst trap edits of my Uncle?! He's married!

reply to @ThecuterKenob!(LuluMoon) From @IlikemycoffeeDark(Kin.O)

I'm a widower, actually. 

reply to @IlikemycoffeeDark(Kin.O) from @ThecuterKenob!(LuluMoon)

Don't even go there! Fucking lying on Satine's Holonet! You are married! 😤😠😡

reply to @ThecuterKenob!(LuluMoon) from @SnippySnips(Commander.Tan0)

Lulu! Why is Uncle Kin lying on Satine's Holonet? He and Master Hearthare are still married! I was there when Master Hearthare told Uncle Kin that they were together forever even in the Force. It was super romantic.

reply to @SnippySnips(Commander.Tan0) from @ThecuterKenob!(LuluMoon)

I don't know! I can feel my poor old Master's heart breaking in the Force! Poor Master Hearthare!

reply to @ThecuterKenob!(LuluMoon) and @SnippySnips(Commander.Tan0) from @IlikemycoffeeDark(Kin.O)

Then maybe he should have listened to me and not gone on that mission.

   Anakin didn't know how to feel about being on the outside of his, Ahsoka, and Luke's snipping battles. Vader was vicious with them, within reason it seemed. Ahsoka was absorbing every ounce of Vader's attention she could when the Sith Lord was with them. Luke confessing he'd been shot at while on a diplomatic mission was worrying, but Luke was a Knight so there wasn't anything Anakin could down outside of worry. Anakin scrubbed at his hair while he paced around his room on the Resolute, thinking of battle plans. He didn't notice the light blue Spector smiling at him fondly.

   "I'd forgotten how young you were during this time," Anakin jumped and spun around to see a Force Ghost smiling at him. "Hello There, Dear One."

    "Obi Wan? Wait no, you're Ben," Anakin blinked, then pinched himself with his mechanical hand. "Not dreaming. There is really the Force Ghost of Ben Kenobi in my room. Tatooine murdered your hair."

    "I'm glad that's the first thing you noticed, my Galaxy," Ben chuckled. "How are you?"

    "A lot better than Vader. Hopefully, I'll be a lot better than Vader.," Anakin answered, before thinking of the cover Luke had given. "Um the story about you is that you were a Jedi Master that secretly married Kin Organa, no relation to Bail or Breha, and you were Luke's Master, but..."

   "Luke called himself Kenobi out of habit and the story of Ben Hearthare wasn't finalized until My Anakin found a way to this time?" Ben chuckled, eye soft with amusement. "I've tried very hard to make him think plans through, but he's more like you than I give him credit."

   "He's like you too," Anakin smiled. "He's much more patient than either of us. Do you know of Ser Ren?"

   "I have fuzzy memories of her, but nothing is solid," Ben confessed. "Why, might I ask?"

   "Okay, great then my theory is probably right. I think Her timeline and the Twin's timeline are merging into one," Anakin sighed crossing his arms and tilting his head. "Meaning Leia and Ser Ren's theories are probably right. I just, I just don't want to break my Obi Wan's heart." 

   "You will break it many times, but you always come back to mend it," Ben chuckled and smile sadly. "This is about your possible Fall?"

   "Yeah, Ser Ren had a vision of me leading a march on the Temple. I've gotten one as well, but thankfully the Temple is empty," Anakin sighed, running his hand through his hair. "I think she's going to take the youngest, the sick, and the old with her somewhere. I have no idea where but I trust her. The Masters won't like it."

   "I expect they will not," Ben smiled indulgently.

   "Okay, what's the deal?" Anakin frowned at the ghost crossing his arms. "You're indulging me, you don't do that often."

   "Can an old man not indulge his old padawan?" Ben chuckled, mimicking Anakin's pose.

   "Not when he taught me everything I know about being a sneaky little shit, but held back the snake oil and silver tongue," Anakin smirked. "You're avoiding Vader and the twins. Cowardice doesn't serve you, Obi Wan."

   "Ah" Ben smiled softly. "You've seen through my little ploy. You should remind me of that when I start to bite my tongue, Dear One. You are right I am avoiding the twins and Darth. I just don't know how I will feel about seeing Luke without his padawan braid in his hair. I put it there when he was nine."

   "You started his training when he was nine?" Anakin blinked.

   "I couldn't think of a better time," Ben smiled, thinking back on Luke's amazement at the small braid. "The following year was not fun though."

   "Vader learned Luke and Leia were separated," Anakin confirmed. "I can't imagine the child support Vader owes."

   "Dear One, when you speak of my reluctance to speak of things, please remember that you have that as well," Ben spoke, looking sad, Anakin hated it. "I cannot help, if I'm not allowed and do not know. Padme cannot help if you do not tell her. I just.....I just don't want to bare witness to Palpatine taking you away from us a second time."

   "I find your lack of faith disturbing," Anakin snorted with a sad smile. "Clearly you have not realized that the combined stubbornness of Anakin Skywalker and Obi Wan Kenobi with the added teaching of stubbornness by Padme Amidala, Bail Organa, and Darth Maul are a powerful force. You honestly think that they'll humor me like that? I'd have a better time getting Dooku to make amends with Yoda!"

   "I pray that the Force guides them true then. I did not know about Ser Ren being trained by Maul," Ben frowned. "The memories are beginning to come through. I don't know how I feel about that."

   "She'll be alright," Anakin nodded to himself. "Now go bother Vader. The kids are having an aneurysm about him being called Mother on the holonet. Also tell the kids you love them! And do it more in the future!"

   Ben faded from view and Anakin threw himself on his bunk and started to giggle. Older Obi Wan was so handsome. He was so lucky.

   "So, since the whole of the pack is here," Ser Ren called out as she lead them into the hanger a week later. "I want to see what Vader's got!"

   "You brought us here to spar?" Vader huffed, holding his cane behind his back.

   "Yes, and we're going to use melee weapons because I don't feel like loosing a hand," Ser Ren huffed as she pulled her jacket off tossing it at Fives. "I want a fight, I've been itching for it since Sidious asked about Five oh One."

   "And you think fighting a Sith Lord with a wooden saber is a good idea?" Obi Wan called out from Anakin's side.

   "I think this will be fun," Anakin grinned. "I want to see how at least one of us is in the future."

   "Not the future I hope for you, dear one," Obi Wan snorted.

   "You think he'd spar with me?" Luke asked from behind Anakin, moving to stand beside him.

   "I'm sure he would," Leia frowned. "Probably wants to see how good you are."

   "Can you even fight in those heels?" Vader asked as he pulled off his own jacket tossing it to the side. "They seem like a danger to your health."

   "You've never had the pleasure of sinking one into the eyeball of your opponent," Ser Ren grinned, smiling wickedly as she licked her teeth.

   Obi Wan and Anakin looked at each. They did not know what to think about Ser Ren's seemingly shift in personality. Vader raised an eyebrow at her and Ser Ren twirled her staff before dropping into the first stance of Form Seven. Vader grinned wickedly back at her taking the first form of Djem So. Obi Wan stared at Ser Ren taking the haunting stance of a creature long dead. Anakin frowned as Obi Wan seemed to drift off from the here and now before he turned to the two fighters.

   "Given that you are Sith, this will be a fight to yield or first blood," Anakin called out. "No actually trying to kill the other. Ser Ren I mean it!"

   "Boo, Jedi are no fun" Ser Ren rolled her eyes.

   "Agreed," Vader smirked.

   "You two wanna tell Mace Windu his favorite Skywalker is injured?" Anakin asked, crossing his arms. "I'm not dealing with him, if Ser Ren is! So, first blood or yield! Also no using the Force, a clean as you can get it fight! You know who I'm talking to Obi Wan Kenobi Junior. Keep the kicking to a minimum! Set? Begin!"

   Ser Ren moved first. Vader held up his saber with one hand. It became apparent to Obi Wan and Anakin that Vader was humoring Ser Ren. Padme stood next to Obi Wan trying to keep up as Vader let Ser Ren dance him around their makeshift ring. She felt herself getting dizzy as Ser Ren spun around before gripping onto Obi Wan's bicep to steady herself.

   "You okay there, Padme?" Anakin looked over at her.

   "Ser Ren is moving so fast," she told him. "It's making me a bit dizzy."

   "She is very fluid in her movement," Obi Wan ground out.

   Anakin glanced at Padme before linking his arm around Obi Wan's, almost jumping when Obi Wan turned to put his face in the junction of Anakin's neck. Anakin had not seen Obi Wan this shaken since he had to teach Anakin Form Seven. He remembered being all of twelve nervously going up to Mace asking for help. The taller man had asked why Obi Wan could not teach him and Anakin remembered sobbing because Obi Wan flinched when Anakin or he started with it.

   "Hey, he's dead and Qui Gon is with the Force," Anakin turned his head and whispered into Obi Wan's hair.

   "Do not lie to me, Darling," Obi Wan whispered into his neck. "There's only one person she could learn this from and I'm not looking forward to the day he comes back."

   "And First blood!" Anakin called out watching as Vader sent Ser Ren flying across the ring.

   "Are you fucking kidding me?" Ser Ren hissed standing up, wiping the blood from her cheek. "I had that!"

   "I got bored," Vader shrugged, amused at Ser Ren's fussing. "Be proud, little one, you lasted a whole, Luke what was the time?"

   "It wasn't even five minutes," Luke blinked, looking at the chrono.

   "See? I usually end things in less than a minute," Vader told her, pride dripping in his voice.

   "How? How?" Ser Ren hissed ignoring him only to yelp as something hit her head. "Ow! Bitch, that hurt!"

   Vader bonked Ser Ren on the head again for good measure.

   "Temper," Vader warned her, watching her anger simmer under her skin. "I can see you do not have my temper, but Obi Wan's. His is much more volatile than he'd let you believe, and much more quiet."

   "I've never seen Dad actually angry?" Luke frowned, thinking about all the time he'd seen his Dad upset.

   "Pray you never will," Vader and Anakin said at the same time.

   "Is this about that mission when you presented?" Ahsoka frowned, thankful she did so before she left the Temple.

   "My first heat actually," Vader snorted.

   "I got kidnapped by a guy that was looking to sell me," Anakin shuddered, thinking back.

   "That was the first time I actively acknowledged Obi Wan was an Alpha," Vader continued.

   "It was before the beard," Anakin frowned. "He started the beard the next year. Oh, the dreams I had about that beard."

   "Eww," Obi Wan pulled away from Anakin. "Please stop. I don't want to hear about your sexual escapades at fourteen!"

   "I talk that way about your beard now!" Anakin huffed, feeling slightly hurt.

   "Yes, but you are twenty-two," Obi Wan rolled his eyes. "You talking about my beard in the now is the now; you remembering the itchy, patchy thing from almost decade ago is... ugh."

   "You're remembering not just me, aren't you?" Anakin grinned thinking about everyone from Obi Wan's age and lower lusting after his master.

   "Your entire fourteenth year was a very traumatic year for me," Obi Wan moaned, thinking about the gaggles of sentients that followed him. "Not only did you present in an unsafe place, had your first heat in an even more dangerous place, worst of all there was the gaggle of padawans, my own included that wanted things that babies shouldn't want."

    "I'm not a child!" Anakin whined.

   "And I haven't thought of you as one since two months after Ahsoka joined us," Obi Wan rolled his eyes fondly. "You still whine, though."

   "I do not!" Anakin started before smacking Obi Wan's arm because of his smug look. "Stop it! I do not whine!"

   "Luke and Ser Ren whine, they don't get it from me" Obi Wan snorted, dodging Anakin's swatting hands.

   "I do not!" Ser Ren hissed then stared beating her fists on Vader's shoulder after he whacked her again. "Stop!"

   "I concede your point, Kenobi," Vader snorted, not even flinching as Ser Ren smacked on him.

   "Thank you, Darth," Obi Wan frowned, before sighing dramatically. "Why is it I can get Darth to side with me, but not my Anakin?"

   "Because I enjoy pissing my younger self off," Vader grinned evilly.

   "That's it, both of you need to start talking about yourselves in a healthier way!" Padme huffed, glaring at Vader and Anakin. "This is ridiculous! I mean it! I.... Obi Wan, are you okay?"

   The whole of their pack turned to Obi Wan's wide horrified eyes before Anakin looked over at Ser Ren. Her smile was wide and manic before she walked over to Fives. Grabbing her jacket, she headed for Five oh One. Vader frowned as Obi Wan followed her. He hadn't said a word, but Vader closed his eyes and reached out into the Force.

   "Maul has returned to the Living Realm," Vader clarified, "We best follow Kenobi and Lunaris"

   Anakin herded everyone onto the Twilight, rolling his eyes as Han complained that they could take his ship. Leia rolled her eyes and helped Luke push him onto the ship. Anakin hissed at Vader to move from his seat. Vader raised and eyebrow at him and continued to do flight checks as Obi Wan walked into the ship and sat in the co-piolet chair.

   "I think she's going after Maul," Obi Wan huffed out. "Darth, please get out of Anakin's spot."

   "Can he even keep up with Ser Ren?" Vader asked, waiting for Anakin to blow up.

   "Let Luke fly then," Anakin rolled his eyes. "My Gods!"

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   "Where could she be going?" Anakin asked trying to keep up with Ser Ren in the Twilight.

   "Hopefully away from Maul," Obi Wan grumped, slouched in the co-pilot seat.

   "Awe Kenobi are you upset?" Vader chuckled behind him.

   "You know what, Darth," Obi Wan turned to face him. "Shut the fuck up."

   "Aw, don't be that way, Obi Wan," Anakin cooed.

   "Actually both of you shut the fuck up," Obi Wan grumped.

   "Kin, stop picking on Obi Wan," Padme called from the kitchen. "Luke's making lunch and you need to actually eat something!"

   "I'm not....."

   "Anakin Kenobi, you are not sustaining yourself on the Darkside of the Force!" Padme hissed, marching over to poke at him. "You will eat this sandwich, or I will call Kix!"

   "My Dark One, what does our dear Padme mean?" Ben appeared leaning over Vader's seat, smile matching Ser Ren's crazed one.

   "You do not scare me, my Light," Vader huffed, glaring at the ghost. "I see you stop being a coward the second my health is mentioned."

   "I have only hidden because you and Luke have not needed me," Ben huffed, upset with being caught. "But seeing as you're not actually eating, or sleeping. I guess I will have to just badger you about it."

   Anakin snorted as Vader and Ben glared at each other before grinning at the control consul. Ser Ren was hailing them.

   "Why am I sensing two different forms of Obi Wan Kenobi in the Twilight? How am I sensing two different versions of  Obi Wan Kenobi?" Ser Ren commed in. "Why are you following me anyway?"

   "Because you just took off," Anakin answered. "Are you going after Maul?"

   "What? No, he's hyped up on not being dead, that fucks with a person I should know," Ser Ren admitted.

   "WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU KNOW ABOUT COMING BACK FROM THE DEAD?!"

   "Motherfuckers! Stop screaming into comms! My fucking ears!" Ser Ren yelled back. "It was all of five seconds and Mother Morova, the leader of the Nightsisters in my time, brought me right back. It was an experience. Grandmother was not happy to see me. Probably why I was so easy to resurrect."

    "Ser Ren, what the fuck?" Han asked shoving a plate into both Anakins' faces. "But seriously, you've died?"

   "It's not really something I like to talk about as it's why Maul returned me to the Jedi." 

   The cabin got quiet as Padme helped Han pass out the last of the food. Revelations that Ser Ren had died once was not something any of them had been thinking of. Luke frowned from the hall at how Ben hovered around Vader making sure he ate before turning to give Luke the exact same stink eye when Luke refused to eat the little vegetables they had. Raising an eyebrow, Luke took a bite of his food. If Ben was going to bully Vader into eating the little bit he could, then Luke would not fight his father on his own eating habits.

   "So, I've been tortured and my home planet was destroyed," Leia frowned at Vader, counting on her fingers.

   "There is nothing in the galaxy that can even begin come close to apologizing for that atrocities against you, Sunspark. I couldn't do anything to even stop it. You were literally seen above Scariff! Before we caught you at Tatooine!" Vader groaned thinking about Alderaan. "I tried to do what I could to slow everything down but you were literally caught red handed! I couldn't do anything because you didn't tell me you decided: I'm going to be like my godmother! There wasn't anything I could do to fucking cover for you!"

   "Ser Ren has died, Ahsoka is a child solider," Leia continued no even acknowledging Vader's rant. "Not to mention Luke watched his father get murdered by his mother before him."

   "Please add that Owen and Beru were killed while the Stormtroopers were looking for Anakin's droids," Ben frowned.

   "So the entire Kenobi clan has the ability to play a rouge?" Han asked as he leaned against the door. "Tough luck Kid."

   "Hey, Anakin?" Ser Ren voice sounded scared. "I'm getting a distress signal, but it's so old? Like this code hasn't been used since the Old Republic." 

   "Do not answer that! Do not even Look at that!" Ben moved to Anakin's side. "It's from someone called the Father, he's trying to lure you to him. You cannot go there."

   "If he needs help, then we should go," Anakin frowned.

   "Do you want to add to the list of children that have died and resurrected?" Ben hissed, making Anakin flinch.

   "Okay, we're not going," Leia piped up, taking in the stress on Ben's face. "We're not dying to satisfy curiosity. Anakin, I will have Luke wrestle you out that seat."

   Anakin looked at Leia then back at the controls before sighing. He took a breath then dropped into himself to seek out and answer.

   "The Son will corrupt you, do not go, Anakin."

   "Master Qui Gon?" Anakin asked coming back to reality. "I heard Qui Gon through the Force."

   "Then you have your answer, Skywalker," Vader huffed eyeing the shocked Anakin. "We will return to the Resolute. Ser Ren, turn around."

   "No, I need to go see a man about something," Ser Ren told them. "I'll be back before the next fight."

   "And who is it you're going to go see?" Obi Wan asked fearing who she would say.

   "Dumb pirate," Ser Ren sounded amused. "You might now know him; his name is Hondo Ohnaka."

   "Absolutely not!"

   "He's insane!"

   "You're not going near.....

   "Have you lost your mind....."

   "Have fun, dear, make him uncomfortable!" Ben laughed as Five oh One blasted into hyperspace. "She's all firry, like you my Galactic Dragon."

   "She and Leia have all your brains though, my Guiding Light," Vader snorted. "She'll be fine, Kenobi, Skywalker. by the way she was so amused by him it sounds like Ohnaka is indebted to her."

   "Only your daughter would find away to make that scoundrel indebted to her," Ben huffed amused.

   "Dad, you used to Force suggest people while haggling prices at the markets," Luke rolled his eyes, finally joining the others. "Ser Ren gets it from you. Anakin, Obi Wan, she will be fine. She has her own missions and we should respect that. She can do what the Jedi cannot. I mean she has the Crimson Dawn syndicate emblem on Five oh One's wings. She's a criminal overlord."

   Anakin frowned but nodded his head and turned the Twilight. Ser Ren would be fine, they just had to deal with her being a freaking crime lord. Qui Gon was right, he couldn't go after that signal. If there was something there that was supposed to find him, then it could come find him.

  Rex and Cody met them when they landed. Cody made a beeline to Luke and Obi Wan asking when they had just gone out for a three hour flight only to come back.

  "There was a distress signal," Anakin told Rex, everyone else followed Cody and Obi Wan. "We didn't answer it."

  "You didn't answer a distress call?" Rex raised an eyebrow. "Doesn't seem like something you would do."

  "Leia is scary," Anakin sighed.

  "That's why she's my favorite," Rex laughed, slapping Anakin's shoulder.

  "I thought Ahsoka was your favorite?" Anakin frowned. "Cody can have Leia."

  "Cody would fight you if you took Luke from him," Rex laughed. "and they can both be my favorite. Leia's just more you."

  "That's nice, Rex," Anakin sighed.

   "You ignored a distress signal?" Mace asked as Anakin stood before the Council.

   "Yes," Anakin tried not to feel like he was on trial, but he had no choice but to tell what he had felt. "I was going to respond to the call but after taking a minute to commune with the Force, I decided against it. I feel if I had answered that call the version of me that came back would be too close to the Sith Lord Luke and Leia have been trying to steer me from."

   "Should we send someone else?" Plo Koon asked.

   "No, whatever was using that signal was calling me," Anakin shook his head. "What ever was calling me will have to come find me on their own."

   "Master Kenobi, Knight Skywalker," Shaak Ti spoke up. "I was wondering if you could ask Lady Lunaris if I could borrow her and have her join me on Kamino?"

   "What ever for, Master Ti?" Anakin asked. "I don't mind asking."

   "You want to borrow me in order to override the inhibitor chips?" Ser Ren strolled into the Council room making her way to Anakin's left side. "I've already spoken with Leia and Luke about this. I had planned on contacting you today, Master Ti. My elder siblings are none too pleased finding out how Order 66 is used against the Jedi and the suffering of the clones. Some do not have the strength to resist the command. From what Ben has told me, Commander Cody is one such individual, I can't have him breaking Lulu's heart, that's my job as his baby sister."

   "What's your price, Lunaris?" Mace sighed.

   "No more keeping me here like a pet," Lunaris hissed. "You can keep Luke and Leia, but Kenobi and Skywalker promised that once I had a full plan I would be allowed to hunt down the Death Star that includes all the people who made it happen, while I cannot go after Palpatine, I can make sure the Empire cannot rise."

    "Ser Ren that sounds like...."

   "Murder?" Ser Ren asked sweetly while cutting Obi Wan off. "Of course it's murder, most of the people who are so high up in the Empire are monsters, born monsters. I am such a creature, but because of my parents and teachers I've honed that monster into a weapon that fights the injustice of the galaxy."

   "Go, you must," Yoda spoke up with a heavy look. "But return to the Temple after this, you cannot. Hide you we cannot."

   "Master Yoda, you make it sound like my true face will be plastered everywhere?" Ser Ren sighed as if disappointed. "I have many masks and identities. Is this because you are scared to more forward? You were young during the High Republic, do you think the you from then would let this darkness keep making us ill? Or would you try to banish the darkness? This isn't the Dark that I know this isn't Bane's dark either. I am dying, Master Yoda. I am being choked from life by a man who refuses to accept that Death is inevitable. Luke has spent time in this Temple, but refuses to step foot in this room, why is that? Why should the Ashla not like a room full of Jedi Masters that claim to be Knights of the Light?"

   "Wrong question, you ask," Yoda sighed. "Comfortable in this room, why are you? Comfortable the Bogan is with us, why is it?"

   "Yes, why am I?" Ser Ren smiled. "Master Ti, I will join you on Kamino. I can hack all the chips from there."

   Ser Ren turned from the room leaving the Masters and Anakin. Mace put his head in his hands, while Yoda stroked his chin.

   "Many points young Ser Ren has made," Yoda spoke. "Many points young Luke has also made. Many points young Leia has also made. Stop her we cannot, but condone her actions the Jedi cannot."

   "Is it because none of her targets have actually done the crimes yet?" Anakin asked. "Because, Leia told us that these people are responsible fore destroying a planet? For killing my friend and his people?"

   "Anakin," Obi Wan tried to easy him. "Bail is my friend too, but even you have to admit that Ser Ren going to do isn't right and she would take down the whole Order to do it."

   "I know, I just," Anakin scrubbed at his head. "I keep forgetting she's not a Jedi that she's a Sith and then she does Sith things are it's fucking terrifying. I hate it, but she's right, Ser Ren doesn't harm innocents."

   "But these would be Officers are innocent?" Ki-Adi Mundi frowned.

   "Am I though?" Anakin asked softly, horror in his voice.

   The room when silent. No one had and answer for Anakin, but Obi Wan stood up and placed his hands on Anakin's shoulders.

   "If she is even half the woman I know she is," Obi Wan gently pulled Anakin's face up to smile at him. "Then I have not doubt she would make the calls that  Luke and Leia would."

   "Stop being so sweet," Anakin huffed, feeling his eyes tear up.

   "You make it to easy to be sweet to," Obi Wan answered, before wincing. "Master Yoda?"

   "Out! Begone with ye!" Yoda huffed whacking at their knees again. "Cavities you give! Goo goo eyes at each other elsewhere you make!"

@OWKHaremMaster

Did anyone see that footage of General Skywalker pulling General Kenobi out of that rubble?

Reply from @OWKcangetit!

Yes! But have you seen the footage of General Kenobi and General Skywalker basically dancing as they fought those super battle droids?

Reply to@OWKcangetit! from @OWKHaremMaster

Force Yes! Kenobi was looking at Skywalker like he was the only person in the universe!

Reply to@OWKHaremMaster form @OWKcangetit!

Yes! and the Spin!

Reply to @OWKcangetit! from @OWKHaremMaster

That fucking spin!

Reply to @SithSlay3r9000 from @OWKcangetit!

No, No! It's not the spin! It was the way General Skywalker tucked himself into Kenobi's arms!

Reply to @SithSlay3r9000 from @OWKHaremMaster

And looked up at him like he was Water!

Reply from @I'mBlueandWhattoDo

No fuck all of you! You haven't lived until you've seen one of their fellow Jedi gagging about how cute they are! I got lucky and witnessed @ThecuterKenob!(LuluMoon) twitch when Kenobi brought Skywalker's hand up and kissed it!

Reply from @Codywan4ever

This is so gross! Like what is wrong with you people?

Reply to @Codywan4ever from @I'mBlueandWhattoDo

Better question is what is wrong with you? We mind our own business. This is the Obikin Forum, if you want to ship CodyWan, go to that one.

Replay to @Codywan4ever from @OWKcangetit!

Is this about the age gape? Cause I've seen Senators far older than Kenobi with Mistresses far younger that Skywalker.

Reply to @Codywan4ever From @SithSlay3r9000 

Teacher Kinks are a thing.

Reply to @SithSlay3r9000 from @Codywan4ever 

It's basically incest!

Reply to @Codywan4ever  from @SithSlay3r9000

Did you come on Shmi Skywalker's Holonet and call her, not only liar but a I can't even  How dare you speak ill of the Force's Wife!

Reply to @Codywan4ever from @AnidalaisCannon

Dude, leave the Obikins alone! They aren't doing anything. Also shame on you for insulting the Force's Wife!

Reply to @AnidalaisCannon  from @Codywan4ever

Whatever, Skywalker isn't even a real omega, he's too violent.

Reply to Thread from @MaceWinduOfficial(Master of the Order)

I know at least four of you are Jedi related, get off holonet and do your jobs. As for @Codywan4ever, Congratulations, you now have all ire of the ObiAniDala shippers on top of the ObiKin and AniDala ones. I'm also reporting you for hate speech against an omega.

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   "Poor Mace" Luke snorted at his feed as he and Master Yoda trudged through Dagobah together. "So Ser Ren finally slipped her leash?"

   "Did she?" Yoda asked only to giggle at Luke's grumpy look. "Gone from the Order she is for now. Back she will be, I do not know."

   "I honestly am impressed you held it this long," Luke sighed. "She's way more stubborn than Mom and Dad."

   "Goo goo eyes Darth Vader makes at Ben does he?" Yoda asked causally changing the subject as Luke walked into a branch. "Careful you should be."

   "That wasn't funny Master Yoda," Luke huffed. "How long have you known Vader was here?"

   "Since young Solo, I have known," Yoda chuckled, thinking of the picture he saw of Vader with Padme. "Hard to miss Anakin is. Still way to pretty he is."

   "So how much fan mail gets burned?" Luke smiled, thinking about his favorite two accounts that followed his. "It must be a massive pile?"

   "Enough as it is! Propositions for Anakin's hand there have been! Propositions for Obi Wan's as well!" Yoda huffed thinking of all the mail he either deleted or had burned. "Leave my poor grand padawans alone they should! move on we should. Padawan you are thinking of taking?"

   "I mean if I end up back home would it be fair to them?" Luke frowned. "It would interrupt their training if I got sent home."

   "Taken with you, young Grogu is," Yoda smiled.

   "He's so sweet, and I'd love to teach him, but" Luke frowned. "I can't do that if I........You ass!"

   "You future padawan he will be, ready for training he is not, but when you return he will be," Yoda giggled running away from Luke's fist. "Old am I! Nice you should be!"

   "Bah!" Luke snipped, waving his hand at Yoda. "Why should I be nice? You're being mean right back!"

   Yoda and Luke giggled as they explored the jungle together. Neither of them sensed the dark being following closely behind.

   Padme bit into her nail. Palpatine was actively using his goons to keep as much of her new reforms at bay as possible. She glanced to her left noting Vader sat relaxed in her senatorial pod. Eyes closed, soft leather gloves clasped over the head of his cane, calm for all the galaxy to see. She knew better. There was a dragon sitting next to her, carefully looking over his horde, assessing which of his treasures he was willing to relinquish to take another pawn from Palpatine. Before her sat the Queen of Hearts, bidding his time until he could let Anakin take his rightful place and ascend from the Red Queen.

   "Patience, my friend," he spoke opening his golden eyes to look at her. "The most important piece on the board is actively avoiding Palpatine. As long as we have Skywalker, we have a fighting chance."

   "But if you're Anakin, and strong enough to do it, then why not end this now?" Padme asked.

   "I do not trust myself," Vader frowned, looking over at the Chancellor's podium. "I do not trust that I would not bow to him. By right of marriage and bond, I am the Queen of Hearts, one of the co-rulers of Stewjon, and I have failed in my basic duties. I should have called for his head that day and taken it, but I bowed. It's rather interesting. How afraid of Palpatine I am. My Beloved never got to see Stewjon. I think he would have loved the tea."

   "That's right If Obi Wan ever actually left the Order he'd have a whole planet to run," Padme snorted thinking of her politician hating friend. "Oh he'd hate that."

   "Why do you think no one has told him?" Vader smirked, thinking of the face Obi Wan would make. "He'd sooner Fall than be a King. He already struggles with being duty bound."

   "I was just destined to be a princess, wasn't I?" Leia snorted, leaning into Vader's side. "Oh, Luke would hate this too."

   "Your grandmother doesn't do things by half," Vader sighed. "So lucky we are that Obi Wan takes after his mother, and Luke after him."

   Before Padme could ask what he was talking about, there was a loud screech, then something dropped from the ceiling. It landed on the Chancellor's Podium. Padme frowned. The object looked like a small sack. Padme watched Palpatine picked up then opened the bag. Padme glanced at Vader briefly, noting the insane looking smile on his face before Palpatine promptly dropped the bag. A camera caught what had rolled out and Padme grabbed her mouth to stop from throwing up. The camera was quickly shut down but the damage had been done. A head topped with a paper crown had rolled out. A light saber had been used to cut it.

   "No Empires shall be built on the back of the Republic," a voice called out.

   "Who are you?" Palpatine called out.

   "I am but a simple Sith. One who calls no one Master as I was born free," The holo screens lit up with a white masked face, hearts on the cheeks lips done like a queen of Naboo, but the eyes were blacked out you could only make out the black outline that curled from the outer corners. Her hair was a deep purple and style with twin buns with long tails. "I have heard rumor that your benefactor Darth Sidious is looking for me, Supreme Chancellor. I hope he likes the head I gave you. He was such an easy target."

   "That's Tarkin's head," Leia hissed.

   "So she's going after all of Palpatine's yes men," Vader snorted. "Clever girl."

   "Kin, this this is," Padme couldn't put into words how sick to her stomach she was looking at the head of an innocent man, of a seemingly innocent man.

   "This is war, Padme," Vader looked at her. "You would be shocked at what Kenobi and Skywalker see on the daily. You're very removed from the front lines here safely in the Senate Rotunda. It seems Lady Lunaris had brought the war to the for front, and it seems that she's handing you or Bail the perfect time to seek elections. Palpatine is loosing control."

   "Which is what we need," Leia frowned. "I just wish Ser Ren warned us."

   "She likely can't warn us anymore," Vader sighed. "I'll have to pull out my helmet and the armor I have been loaned and find her."

   Anakin frowned as something shifted in the Force. Then Han walked in with a flushed Luke clinging to his back.

   "Can you get him off of me?" Han huffed. "I'm not spending three days trapped in his nest. I've got things to do."

   "Is he okay?" Anakin blinked, moving to look over Luke.

   "He's been whining in my ear about hot Mandos and it not being fair that Vader grabbed me," Han rolled his eyes. "I don't even think Vader's met the Mandalorian Luke's thinking about."

   "So you're not in love with both of them?" Anakin frowned, crossing his arms.

   "Everyone is a little in love with Luke and Leia. That's like asking if space is cold," Han rolled his eyes, before pulling Luke off his back. "Ugh he's making me sticky. I just don't happen to be sexually attracted to men, and this is basically my kid brother."

   "Good, I'd hate to watch Obi Wan obliterate you emotionally and mentally cause you're attracted to both the twins," Anakin snorted taking Luke.

   "Mom! Anakin! Han left my nest, he needs to be in there, and you and Dad, Leia and Ashoka, Ser Ren isn't here!" Luke whined, wiggling in Han's outstretched arms. "You need to be in the nest."

   "No can do, Moonbeam, but how about I go tuck you into mine?" Anakin smiled as Han put Luke down to stumble to him.

   "But, but I want mine," Luke pouted, holding onto Anakin's arm.

   "I know, Moonbeam, but mine is closer," Anakin told him.

   "Your nest doesn't have Han's smell in it," Luke pouted.

   Anakin nodded then used the Force to strip Han of his vest handing it to Luke before sending the younger Knight scurrying away. Anakin nodded to himself then turned to look at Han's unamused face. Anakin shrugged. He had no intention of letting Luke get pregnant feeling that Han was already on thin ice with Vader as it was.

   "Thanks, I'm never getting that back," Han complained, rubbing that back of his head.

   "Of course not," Anakin agreed, a smirk gracing his face. "You're his pack alpha, you'll be lucky to have clothing to call your own with Luke and Leia. I know Obi Wan complains all the time about me, Padme and Ahsoka stealing his."

  "Yeah," Han sighed. "It's kinda weird to think of myself as that. Like I wasn't really looking for pack and then that crazy old man basically said here's my babies, you're their alpha now, and fucked off." 

   "I most certainly did not!" Ben hissed grasping at Han's neck. "Blast being on a different plain of existence."

   "I'm sure he thought he was leaving them in safe hands," Anakin snorted as Ben ranted.

   "He's bitching about me right now isn't he?" Han sighed.

   "Trying to strangle you as we speak," Anakin confirmed. "You might want to go hop in a shower cause if Obi Wan smells Luke's heat on you, I can't say he won't try to kill you."

   "Going now," Han snorted.

   "Good to see you, Anakin," Master Yoda finally spoke. "Gone again Obi Wan's force ghost."

   "You as well Master," Anakin bowed. "I take it your time on Dagobah was good?"

   "Yes, but worrying," Yoda frowned. "Hit by something Luke was. Normal he has acted but, forced into heat early it seems."

   "Yeah, he's usually a week behind mine," Anakin frowned. "He's very early, what could have forced it?"

   "Distressing it is," Yoda frowned.

  "Hey, he's here safe with us and he's in my nest, I'll bring him his food, water and his supplies once Obi Wan brings the box over from the Negotiator."

   "Yes, safe he is," Yoda sighed.

   Anakin was about to ask Yoda about the mission when something creeped up his spine. It was dark and cold and Anakin felt like there was no sense of order with the darkness just chaos.

   "Hehehehehehaaaaahhhhaaaaaaahhhhaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

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   Anakin's head snapped around to look at what was making the sound and there stood Luke, eyes golden, blond hair seemingly tinted green and a smile stretched too wide across his face.

  "Hello Mother Mine," Luke's voice was too deep, the accent wrong. "I seem to be experiencing the Darkside. That can't be right? Hahahahahahaaaaa."

  "Luke, we should take you to Kix," Anakin spoke stepping in front of Yoda. "You're obliviously not feeling well."

  "I'm feeling great, is Daddy Dear on his way here?" Luke turned from Anakin and Yoda. "I want to play."

  "Luke, please," Anakin pleaded. "Please just to lay down. You're not feeling well."

  "Hmmmmm, nope Hahahahahaaaahhhhhh," Luke's smile grew wider still. "I'll wait for Daddy Dear, hehehe! He left me you know. haha"

  "Anakin, Dear One, what's going on?" Obi Wan called out from beyond the door.

  Luke's head whipped to the door. Anakin felt fear creep up his spine as his friend's unnaturally bright yellow eyes focused on the door.

   "Obi Wan! Run" Anakin called back moving to grab Luke. "Luke's been possessed!"

   Obi Wan walked onto the Bridge only to pull out his saber quickly to block another. Obi Wan stared wide eyed at Luke's glowing ones.

   "Hello Daddy Dear," Luke laughed pulling back to strike again. "You left me. You left me!"

   "Luke, what are you talking about?" Obi Wan grunted as Luke continued to attack. "My Moon, what's going on with you?"

   "Hahahahaha!" Luke laughed, swiging his saber wildly. "You left, you left, you left, you left, you promised you promised!"

   Obi Wan grunted as Luke continued his assault. He blocked and parried, trying to keep from hurting Luke. Anakin ran ahead of them, opening doors, herding the fight into an open area. Between Obi Wan and Anakin, they had managed to corral Luke into the hanger, giving Obi Wan more offensive room. Anakin spotted Five oh One and Padme's Nubian yacht. Leia was running out the yacht before it finished dropping it's plank just as Ser Ren threw herself out of Five oh One.

  "Luke, what are you doing?" Leia yelled then yelped as she was pulled back with the Force.

  "Kenobi, Skywalker, what the bloody Sith hells is this?" Vader yelled, holding Leia to his side.

  "I don't know!" Obi Wan yelled blocking Luke and Force Pushing him away. "I just got here myself!"

  "Luke got pushed into a false heat and we left him alone in my nest for five minutes and he turned into this!" Anakin yelled, yanking Luke away with the Force.

   Luke turned to Anakin and Pushed back sending Anakin into the side of a fighter.

  "Let him go, Son," Ser Ren called out eyes wide in recognition. "You can't keep him. He's like your Sister"

  "Oooooh, you figured it out," Luke turned to look at Ser Ren. "And look how right about the Chosen One I am, he Fell so beautifully."

  Luke tossed his head back and laughed again. He stopped suddenly and gripped his head trying to shake himself loose.

  "Get out of my head," Luke grunted, trying to regain control. "I don't want to hurt them."

  "But he hurt us," Luke laughed, voice twisted and cruel.

  "Dad didn't mean to"

  "Daddy always lies."

  "Mother took him. Mother left first, why am I not mad at him?"

  "Because we are Daddy's and Daddy left us."

  "He didn't want to!"

  "That's it, Luke, fight him!" Leia yelled, wiggling in Vader's hold. "Come on, show who ever that is we're not to be messed with! Kin, put me down!"

  "Which one of you knuckle heads taught him that move?" Vader huffed when he noticed Luke preform his signature move then jumped back as Luke turned on him. "Luke, fight it! Fight him!"

  "You don't get to talk! Mother Mine!" Luke hissed, turning to face Vader. "You... you killed Daddy Dear, you left me to join that pompous arrogant..."

  "And I have lived with that shame ever since!" Vader snapped, pulling Leia behind him as he blocked Luke's attack. "You don't get to use Luke's pain against me, who ever you are. I know what I did! You don't think it hurt me to give them away when I knew if they stayed, if I kept my babies, Sidious would have turned them into weapons! I'd rather drown in that Darkness alone then let him corrupt my children!"

  "Mother?" Luke grunted grabbing his head. "Get out, please....."

  Ser Ren ran from behind Vader. She held her hand close to her chest, palm open before thrusting it into Luke's chest and used the Force to push the dark being out. Luke collapsed into Ser Ren's arms as the Son fly into a pallet of boxes. Obi Wan ran over to Ser Ren helping her to hold Luke as Anakin turned to the Son, saber active, scowl hard and angry. The pale red eyed man turned to glare at his future, and Ser Ren smiled serenely back.

  "You used a Shatter Point to Push me!" The Son hissed.

  "Yeah, next I'll fuck you Sister!" Ser Ren smirked, then jumped as the Son moved to attack her.

   Ser Ren giggled and laughed as the Son got angrier and angrier before she took his anger and used it against him. She didn't pull her saber out but asked for help from the Light and jabbed her fingers into two more shatter points, pushing him back. The Son hissed from where he knelt. He moved to stand. Anakin swung and the Son's head left his body.

   "Off with his head," Anakin muttered almost trance like before shaking himself back. "The fuck was that?"

   "The Son, like me, an embodiment of the Dark side of the Force," Ser Ren raised an eyebrow at him, poking the Son's head wit her boot. "You could use some work on your beheading skills."

  "No one should have beheading skills!" Obi Wan snapped, clutching Luke close. "What was that?"

  "I don't know?" Anakin snapped back. "I'm more concerned for Luke then my sudden bout of Madness!"

  "I do enjoy those fits of madness," Vader nodded, putting Leia down. "Don't give into the ones fueled by the Dark."

  "And that wasn't?!" Obi Wan spun on Vader. "Please do tell me, Darth, how that wasn't brought on by the bloody Darkside?!"

   "Because I get it from you," Vader frowned, like Obi Wan was being obtuse on purpose. "Because you're the crown prince of Stewjon? Because you're the Mad Hatter? I am actually shocked on how little you know about being a Kenobi?"

   "Wait is that why Luke and I can access the World between Worlds?" Leia asked walking over to her twin.

   "No, you get that from me, cause of the whole Demigod nonsense," Vader snorted, annoyed at the concept. "Skywalker, you going to live?"

   "I just lobbed off a guy's head!" Anakin snapped, spinning to waive his saber at Vader.

   "You've committed genocide against Tusken Raiders," Vader raised an eyebrow. "You're well on your way to being Queen of Hearts, it's only natural you want heads to roll. I still do, even with my love dead."

   "It is part of your nature," Ser Ren sighed looking over at the passed out Luke. "A Darker part, but remember what I said about you needing to balance?"

   "Let's get Luke to bed," Leia frowned, brushing back Luke's hair. "He's been through enough."

   "Enough indeed," Yoda finally hobbled into the hanger. "Apologies I own you and Obi Wan, Lord Vader. Protect Luke from that I could not. Strong in the Force Luke is, but protect him from that I could not."

   "You did not know that Luke had been possessed," Vader sighed, looking over at his fainted child. "Even you could not take on a being like that."

   Luke didn't talk to any of them for three days after waking up. Leia and Han badgered and pleaded. Se Ren kept an eye on him from the shadows, but would pass him food when she saw him. Anakin fretted along with Vader. Yoda watched Obi Wan stare into his tea.

   "Strong he is," Yoda frowned. "Come around he will."

   "I just don't know and what was that?" Obi Wan sighed. "How was Ser Ren able to take him down enough for Anakin to......"

   "Darksider he was. Fueled by it he was. Used Light to combat the Darkness Ser Ren did. In a way they were the same. Blocked of part of him in the Force she did, that was how Anakin could kill him," Yoda sighed. "Resting peacefully I hope. Ah a small bit of happiness, smell Anakin's baking I do."

   "Can't be Anakin," Obi Wan frowned. "I saw Anakin with the girls not ten minutes ago."

   "Dark Side Cookies then," Yoda smirked and started to hobble to the kitchens.

   Obi Wan frowned but followed and the two Jedi Masters came upon Vader, sleeves rolled up mechanical hands gloved, almost to the elbow and deep in a large bowl. Yoda hobbled over to the Darksider and whacked a shin.

   "I cannot feel that you wretched troll," Vader hissed, looking down at Yoda.

   "Know this I do," Yoda confirmed. "Lick the bowl I wish."

   "I promised the girls they could" Vader frowned, looking down at Yoda. "These are for Luke."

   "The Best Anakin Cookies are!" Yoda whined. "Miss one Luke will not!"

   "What say you, Kenobi?" Vader asked, looking over at the younger Master. "Should I give the sugar fiend one? Master Che did warn us about overindulging his sweet tooth after he nearly fought the dentist."

   "Bah!"

   "No, Darth is right," Obi Wan shrugged, images of Anakin baking cookies with toddlers entered his mind. "Besides, you don't mean to deprive Luke of his mother's love do you?"

   "Mind out of the gutter, Kenobi," Vader frowned at him.

   "I don't know what you're talking about," Obi Wan said breezily. "What gutter?"

   Yoda snatched a cookie and hauled tail as Vader sighed, before turning back to the batch he was working on. Obi Wan moved to stand beside the hulking mass of the Sith Lord and began to assist in measuring out the next batch. Vader blinked noticing that the spices for the cookies where correct then frowned back at the eggs he was whipping into the sugar and butter.

   "I didn't think you remember this," Vader sighed softly. "How much did he rip away from me? How much did he twist until all I remembered was the bad?"

   "You're talking of Sidious?" Obi Wan frowned, moving onto measuring the flour.

   "Yes, I don't remember the simple days when we would just be at the Temple making these," Vader frowned. "I thought you'd forgotten these."

   "I have a feeling that I will never forget this recipe," Obi Wan frowned. "I bet Ben made them for Luke all the time."

   "He took all the small acts of Love and tarnished them," Vader frowned, glaring into the bowl. "He took away all the knowledge that you loved me away. He said that you and Padme were sleeping together, and I actually believed him over you, as ridiculous as that is."

   "He had been trying to isolate you for years, to the point you couldn't tell the lies from the truth," Obi Wan frowned, pulling the chocolate out to cut up.

   "and I let him," Vader sighed as he added the eggs. "I committed so much in his name only to end up back were I started: a bomb in my neck."

   "But you slipped him," Obi Wan spoke, placing a hand on Vader's shoulder, giving the Sith a soft look. "You chose to follow Luke and Leia, to abandon Sidious. I'm sure if you had Ser Ren, you would have left him far sooner than twenty years."

   "Thank you, my friend," Vader sighed, trying not to lean into Obi Wan. "I'd forgotten how easy you were to talk to when I actually tried."

   "Then you should try more." Ben piped up from the other side of the room.

   "Fuck off, Ben," Vader hissed, flipping off the ghost.

   Obi Wan snorted and helped Vader finish before taking several of the cookies with him. Vader hissed and spitted about being a cookie thief, but Obi Wan was going to take what he had stolen to Anakin. He found his dearest friend sat among Yoda and the girls giggling about things Padme had done before Anakin turned to smile at him. Obi Wan felt his heart skip as he was graced with that smile, so bright it put stars to shame.  The most beautiful creature in all the Galaxy celled him love and his heart, and Obi Wan never felt luckier than when Anakin Skywalker told him he loved him.

   Obi Wan sat down and handed the cookies over to Anakin. He snorted as the girls grabbed at them from Anakin before Anakin picked up the last one and bit into it.

   "Oh Force, would it be bad if I turned to the Dark Side so I can bake this right?" Anakin moaned, inhaling the cookie. "Like why does this taste so good?"

   "Adds flavor The Dark Side does," Yoda agreed. "Tempting they should not be."

   "Darth is making them for Luke," Obi Wan smiled as the girls inhaled theirs. "But I might have talked him into making a large batch for the rest of us and the rest of the Five oh First."

   "Force bless you, Obi Wan," Anakin sighed, before frowning. "Did you help with these?"

   "You mean help Darth make Shmi Skywalker's spice chocolate cookies?" Obi Wan. "The cookies I know you make when ever you're stressed so much so that I try to keep everything you need for them on hand?"

   "You do?" Anakin frowned. "I haven't made them in so long, I didn't notice we had everything for them in the food stores."

   "Of course, I keep the ingredients on hand, Anakin," Obi Wan frowned. " When they do the Food inventory, I make sure that the recipe is listed. I thought of going to visit Tatooine to see if your sister in law might have anymore of Miss Shmi's recipes."

   "You do care," Anakin sniffed.

   "Darling, what makes you think I don't" Obi Wan frowned.

   "Go, we must," Yoda spoke up ushering the girls away. "Conversation they need. Badger Vader for more cookies we will."

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   Anakin led them to Obi Wan's room on the Resolute. Once inside, Anakin grasped Obi Wan's hands in his.

   "Ben and Vader said we need to talk more," Anakin smiled at him as the door closed. "I know they've had told you the same."

   "Seems the Force is using our future selves to keep us together," Obi Wan chuckled bringing Anakin's hands up to kiss his knuckles.

   "I feel like Mother is holding up two dolls of us and yelling kiss sometimes, too," Anakin chuckled leaning forward to rest his head against Obi Wan's.

   "Probably is." Obi Wan snorted. "Shall we discuss why you feel like I wouldn't remember something like your mother's cookies?"

   "Because Sidious said you didn't care enough to remember them," Anakin sighed thinking back to the start of the Clone Wars. "The last time I made them, which was before I was blessed with Ahsoka, I brought some to him. I mentioned that I thought it was nice that you always kept the ingredients on hand for me. He mentioned now that I was Knighted that you probably wouldn't keep them anymore."

   "So, he's the entire reason Ahsoka and Luke have been deprived of your baking? What an odd thing to say? What would he know about how I keep our home at the Temple," Obi Wan frowned. "I keep Padme's favorite tea because she hides in the Temple with us when the world gets too much for her. Ahsoka's favorite kinds of meats and snacks so she can munch on them, the ingredients to for Leia to make tortillas and pupusas, Luke's Force awful blue milk and his own collection of Tatooine spices, Ser Ren's favorite berry tarts and chocolates, I even keep things for Quinlin, Bant, and Aayla. That's not counting how Padme keeps our home with her."

  Anakin pulled his hands from Obi Wan's and wrapped his arms around his neck. He buried his nose as close as he could to Obi Wan's scent gland. Anakin had been working through more than just these thoughts, about Obi Wan not caring enough. Blocking the thoughts of Obi Wan let the little things of Anakin Skywalker from his life after her was Knighted. He saw it every day when they came back home, to their rooms. Anakin's blankets on the couch, his mugs in the sink, the items he keeps to build nests with. Their rooms were filled with droid parts. The fact that Obi Wan let him rearrange his own room at Anakin's will was enough proof that Obi Wan had no intention of ever leaving his side. They would always be a pair. All their future padawans would have them both, and Anakin wanted that so bad.

   "I know," Anakin whispered. "I've been trying to retrain my thinking every time those negative thoughts come up. Like when I think you're jealous of me, or holding me back. I ask myself when have I seen you be jealous of me? I think of Satine whisking me off when we went to Mandalore for her, and I realize that you were more upset with her than me. And I can't even think of a single time when 'Anakin, wait' didn't mean 'I'm worried, please slow down'. I'm so scared that he's going to turn me into Vader and every time I see him I feel like part of me dies."

   "I know, my Galaxy," Obi Wan pulled Anakin closer. "As long as we talk, he cannot take you. As long as I breathe, I will help you fight the darkness, even when you're calling for heads."

   "Mmmm, did you really not know you were a prince, my knight?" Anakin asked cuddling into Obi Wan. "Or look up anything about Stewjon?"

   "I saw no reason to when I was younger. I was much to busy making sure you and Luke didn't rub too many bad habits onto Ahsoka until recently," Obi Wan snorted. "Your Knight, my dear one?"

   "Mmmmhhmmmm, smell good," Anakin hummed, rubbing his face into Obi Wan's neck.

   "Anakin," Obi Wan growled out. "Darling, if you keep doing that..."

   "I want your teeth in my neck," Anakin whispered into Obi Wan's ear. "Don't you think it's time? Don't you think the galaxy is ready?"

   Obi Wan gulped feeling Anakin's teeth nibbling just under his jaw, nuzzling his bearded cheek. He let his hands slip from their safe position on Anakin's waist to bunch up the ends of his tunic. The fabric felt a little sticky and then the scent hit him. Obi Wan felt a moan bubble up from low in his chest.

   "Anakin, how long have you been in heat?" his voice low and gravely.

  "Since this morning," Anakin admitted.

  "Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Obi Wan whispered turning his head to nip at Anakin's jaw.

  "Cause Luke, war and stuff," Anakin shrugged. "But you're here now and you smell so good, like when you go into rut. It's just you and me, no kids, Yoda and Vader are here to look after the padawans."

  "I suppose we can leave the padawans in Darth's hands," Obi Wan growled. "It's been a while since we've gotten time to ourselves."

  "Mmmmm," Anakin agreed.

  "We should go to your nest," Obi Wan breathed into Anakin's neck nosing at his jaw breathing him in.

  "Can't. Luke's been hiding in it, everything needs to be washed and Solo's stink needs to be plucked from it," Anakin whimpered as Obi Wan grabbed the hair at the back of his head, pulling him back.

  "You let another alpha add to your nest?" Obi Wan growled. "Explain, Dear One."

  "Told you, I sent Luke to hide in it the first day of his false heat before everything blew up," Anakin moaned bucking against Obi Wan. "He didn't like that Han wasn't in it, Han's his Pack alpha."

  "Ah," Obi Wan smirked, his free hand gliding down to pull one of Anakin's legs around his hips. "How kind of you, but now where will I ravish you?"

  "Your bed, wanna smell like you," Anakin whined, leaning more into Obi Wan. "Wanna be sneezing with how much I smell like you!"

  "You want to build your nest in my bed?" Obi Wan groaned, pulling Anakin closer. "Like we're at home?"

  Anakin whimpered as he was lifted of the ground. Obi Wan hauled him over to his officer's bed, tossing him down onto it, and smirked as Anakin made grabby hands at his clothing. Obi Wan diligently striped down to under clothes for Anakin to add to the bed. Anakin smiled as he moved things around how he liked and started adding his own clothes to the nest.

  Obi Wan paced out side Anakin's nest, eyeing the wet spot on his dark under shorts, almost groaning as the light reflected the slickness around his thighs. How long had Anakin tortured himself before Obi Wan came seeking him? Anakin was eyeing him now, and Obi Wan was helpless but to crawl into the nest at Anakin's calling. Anakin pulled him into a kiss and Obi Wan melted into him.

   Anakin whimpered then threw his head back to gasp as Obi Wan started to grind into his hips. Obi Wan nipped down his jaw and neck, rubbing his beard along the way. Anakin threw his leg around Obi Wan and pulled him closer.

   "Patience, Anakin," Obi Wan muttered as he leaned down to bite at Anakin's pectorals. "You were hiding from me all morning. I didn't even get to smell you until just moments ago."

   "Don't wanna wait!" Anakin whined, trusting to buck against Obi Wan only to be held down with one hand. "Want you! Please..... please Obi Wan, please alpha!"

   "Patience," Obi Wan sang, tongue flicking out over a pert nipple.

   Anakin groaned pushing up into Obi Wan's mouth, giving Obi Wan the room to pull the last of Anakin's clothing off. Anakin pouted up at him, but hooked his heel in the waistband of Obi Wan's boxers and pulled them down. Obi Wan grunted, before snorting and working his way down to nip at Anakin's ribs.

   "Thought you would have used the Force for that," Obi Wan began working a bruise into the left side of Anakin's ribs.

   "All your clothing is mine," Anakin hissed as Obi Wan let his fingers glide over his cock. "Not there, lower!"

   "Lower?" Obi Wan grinned, fingers dancing over Anakin's outer labia and balls to grab the meat of his ass. "Here, Dear One"

   "Obi Wan!" Anakin whined, "Higher! Stop playing!"

   "Playing?" Obi Wan cocked his head to the side, before biting lightly on  Anakin's right hip. "What ever could you be talking about?"

   Obi Wan let his fingers dance back up to cup around the base of Anakin's dick, before dragging his hand down slowly and grazing his vaginal opening. Anakin bucked, trying to get Obi Wan to sink something into him before pressed a finger into him. Anakin gasped throwing arms around Obi Wan's shoulder's pumping his hips in time with Obi Wan's fingers.

   "Please, please, please!" Anakin sobbed as Obi Wan added two more fingers. "Already did this!"

   "You got yourself opened and slick before even telling me?" Obi Wan put on his most disappointed master voice. "You know how much I like to tease."

   "Didn't want teasing while in the nest, teasing was waiting for you to notice I was in heat," Anakin whined, shaking his head. "Thought about it all day while you were running around."

   "Brat," Obi Wan snorted rubbing his face into Anakin's neck, scenting him.

   "But your Brat," Anakin purred. "Only your brat."

   Obi Wan growled and pulled his hand out to shove Anakin's leg almost to his shoulder and sank into him. Anakin howled a moan before trying to buck against Obi Wan. Obi Wan pulled Anakin's other leg to rest on his shoulder before nipping at the nearest calf and setting a slow pace. He almost smirked as Anakin whined at the teasing slowness, but he would take his time. They had all the time in the galaxy right now and Obi Wan wanted nothing more than to watch the thoughts drain from Anakin's busy head. He grinned as Anakin seized up. Obi Wan leaned down and licked the clear pre off of Anakin's stomach as the first orgasm rocked trough him.

   "Obi Wan!" Anakin whined, making grabby hands wanting kisses.

   "Easy, my Dear One," Obi Wan smirked, as he peppered Anakin's face. "Let Your Knight  take care of you."

   Anakin whimpered and gasped as he felt Obi Wan's knot catching against him. He tried to wiggle to make Obi Wan go faster, but his legs slid from their perch to clutch around Obi Wan's waist. Anakin arched and gasped as another orgasm ripped through him before sobbing as he felt Obi Wan come in him, knot locking them together.

   "Bite," Anakin whined. "Please."

   "Not yet," Obi Wan leaned forward to kiss along Anakin's neck and face. "Closer to the end. Biting will end this too fast."

   "Okay," Anakin sobbed as Obi Wan rocked slightly. "Please, more!"

   "As you wish, my Galaxy."

   Anakin winced as he tried not to limp down to where he sensed Vader, Yoda, and the Padawans where. In three days Obi Wan had left nibbles and bite marks all over him, including the new mating scar on his neck. That one was still a little fresh and tender. Anakin opened the door to the training room and gasped as something slammed into the wall next to him. Anakin looked down to see Luke rubbing the back of his head looking grumpy. Anakin looked to the center of the room to see that Vader stood there, Yoda perched on a shoulder, looking relaxed as the Padawans stood up from where he had thrown them.

   "Woot, do that again, Evil Sky Guy!" Ahsoka yelled standing up.

   "I don't remember Ahsoka being this feral," Vader frowned. "Skywalker, how nice of you to join us. Where is Kenobi?"

   "Uh, he...he had to check in with Master Windu," Anakin frowned as his hips ached. "What in Sith Hells are you doing?"

   "Level grinding the Padawans," Vader snorted, waiving his hand causing Ahsoka to fly into a pile of mats.

   "Why are we level grinding the padawans?" Anakin asked confused, as Leia jumped at Vader who dodged.

   "You look like you picked a fight with a carpet and lost," Ser Ren spoke up from where she hung from the ceiling.

   "So, we're affectionately beating the shit out of the padawans?" Anakin felt his eyebrow twitch.

   "I'm affectionately beating the shit out of the padawans," Vader snorted, dodging Ahsoka's attack sending her to the ceiling to hang up there with Ser Ren. "You were dicked down within an inch of your life; your legs are not up for facing the four of them. Leia, put the blaster down."

   Leia huffed and Anakin buried his face in his hands. It must be obvious to everyone on board. The doors opened and Obi Wan walked in, looking completely put together not a hair out of place but raised an eyebrow as Luke and Leia jumped at Vader, who stepped back and let them crash into each other.

   "It seems the kids have had fun these last few days," Obi Wan smiled, before frowning. "I'm leaving to meet up with Master Gallia. We're going after Maul."

   "Master?" Ser Ren perked up, dropping from the ceiling. "I'm going with you!"

   "Absolutely not!" Obi Wan looked up at her with a scowl. "I will not have you anywhere near..."

   "He is my master!" Ser Ren hissed. "I should be going. I am going, there's nothing you can say about that!"

   "Ser Ren, I said no," Obi Wan growled.

   "You're not my father yet, Kenobi!" Ser Ren hissed back. "Do not think for a second you can boss me around!"

   "Okay! That's enough both of you!" Anakin yelled putting a hand on Obi Wan's chest and glaring at Ser Ren. "First, both of you apologize, right now!"

   "For what?!" Ser Ren and Obi Wan yelled.

   "For being asses to each other!" Anakin snapped at both of them. "Luke and Leia do not fight as much as you do and they are twins! Ahsoka doesn't fight with you as much as you do Obi Wan, Ser Ren. I get that you are both very much alike but I will not have you two being at odds when Maul is on the loose. Do you understand me?"

   "Hmmm youngest master in a century, young Skywalker is working for," Yoda mumbled, from Vader's shoulders.

   "I was denied that rank before my Fall," Vader mumbled, watching Anakin wrangle the argument. "I can see why now. Do not push it on me too quickly. I'll get there when I get there."

   "Very wise, Lord Vader," Yoda nodded, before raising his voice. "Right Young Skywalker and Master Kenobi are, Ser Ren. Worried for you he is. Use you, Maul will."

   "I know, I'm trying to keep him from possible killing Satine," Ser Ren rolled her eyes. "I do not say or do anything with malice for the sake of malice. I can talk to him, give him a better prize for hurting Obi Wan Kenobi than possibly killing Aunt Satine."

   "But allowing him to hurt you, break his heart seeing you in the Darkness it does," Yoda tried to reason.

   "I am the Darkness," Ser Ren huffed." You don't fight Luke on his nature."

   "Light young Luke is, but drown in it he does not," Yoda huffed. "Drown in the Dark you do, punish yourself why must you?"

   Ser Ren blinked before walking over to Obi Wan and hugged him. Obi Wan huffed before pulling her tight into his chest. He scented her hair and rubbed her back. She was too much like Anakin some days, but in the moment she was too much like him.

   "I will call you the second I think you can reason with Maul," Obi Wan mumbled into her hair. "I'm sorry."

   "Sorry, Daddy," Ser Ren whispered into his chest.

   "Ugh, I'm getting cavities," Vader rolled his eyes.

   "Shut the fuck up, Darth!" Anakin snapped and Force pushed Vader and Yoda into the mats. "Okay now that we're back on track. Obi Wan you make sure you come home to me, got it? Other Wise, me and Master Yoda are going to turn the Room of a Thousand Fountains into the Room of a Thousand puddings."

   "I will do my best to return to save what is left of Master Windu's sanity from the two of you," Obi Wan huffed, then grunted as Luke and Leia rammed into him. "I promise, I will try to make it home, my darlings."

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   "Wake up, Kenobi! Wake up!" Obi Wan grunted as he felt something slap across his face.

   "Anakin's going to kill me," he muttered, sitting up, and rubbing his face before looking up. "Ventress, what a lovely sight to wake up to."

   "I'm touched that I'm on the same level as your psychotic omega," Ventress rolled her eyes, taking Obi Wan's arm to pull him up.

   "Oh no, waking up to Anakin is much better," Obi Wan snorted, thinking Anakin's sleepy grumpy face. "He at least knows I'm not into pain play."

   "That's disgusting," Ventress sneared.

   "Don't knock my kinks I wouldn't knock yours," Obi Wan huffed standing up, looking for his lightsaber. "Great, my saber is gone."

   "I want that back," Ventress huffed handing him one of hers.

   "Not a problem," Obi Wan snorted. "Red's not my color."

   "Says the King of Hearts," a voice called out. "You look like shit."

   "Such a wonderful thing to say to your father, Lunaris," Obi Wan rolled his eyes as a masked woman walked into the room. "I told you I would call."

   "That was before you disappeared and Master Gallia turned up dead," Lunaris hissed and Obi Wan blinked as he noticed the very high slits on her gray dress, the dark pink lining peeking out.

   "I like her," Ventress snorted.

   "Of course you would," Obi Wan rolled his eyes. "Lunaris, what's with the voice? ... What the Sith hells are you wearing? I can see all of your thigh!"

   "My Voice Mod?" Ser Ren asked turning her masked face to look at him. "I thought about programing it to make me sound like Vader. There's nothing wrong with my dress! It's a Jaberwok wool in a silk weave with ancient Sith armor! I'm better protected than you!"

   "It's fucking revealing!" Obi Wan sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. " Please don't make your mask sound like Darth's. I really don't like that thing."

   "Speaking of Vader," Lunaris grinned, throwing Obi Wan one of her spare sabers. "If red's not your color, how about pink? Mommy gave me his saber to play with, it has different blade lengths!"

   Just as Ser Ren finished giggling about Vader's blade, she flicked it on. Obi Wan handed Ventress back her own saber, before turning on Ser Ren's. The blade was a darker pink than the one he saw her normally use, it was almost naturally red it was so dark, but the crystal inside didn't sing as if it was in pain. Someone entered the room and Obi Wan turned to see a large yellow Night Brother looming before them.

   "A Witch and a Jedi," the Zebrak laughed.

   "An bitch in my Spot," Ser Ren huffed.

   "Where did our newest guest come from?" Obi Wan watched as Ser Ren's purple hair whipped behind her at the sound of his nightmares.

   "Hello, My Master," Ser Ren hissed darkly, in the same tone Anakin used when he was pissed. "Don't you like his new legs, Kenobi?"

   "I do, they make him look taller!" Obi Wan quipped as Ventress pressed her back to his.

   "I don't think the Ladies have met you, Savage," Maul laughed jumping down to move to Ser Ren. "but why would you call me master?"

   The white mask tipped to the side before Ser Ren swung a leg up clocking Maul in the head. Savage roared and jumped after her, only to be blocked by Obi Wan. Ventress blocked Sevage's counter then blinked as she was protected by Ser Ren holding out her blade. Maul pulled himself out of the crates and jumped at Obi Wan, only for Ser Ren to block him, but Maul kicked her to the other side of the room. Ser Ren hissed and pulled her self up.

  Obi Wan was distracted by Ser Ren and took a kick to his own chest; flying across the room. Obi Wan looked up just in time to see Ser Ren's mask fall and her eyes bleed gold.

   "You mother fucker," Ser Ren hissed and the crates around the room started to float. Obi Wan watched as Anakin's scowl marred his youngest's face before the crates slammed into Maul and Savage. Ventress blinked as Obi Wan ran over to her pulling her away as Ser Ren marched passed them. "Come now, my Master, surely being victim number one of a botched Kenobi Hysterectomy hasn't made you this weak? Where's your 'A' game? Where's the control? All I see is a mad dog wanting death, and I'm more than happy to put you down."

   Savage was the first to recover but gasped as Ser Ren twitched her fingers and held him aloft. Her grin turned mad, and she poised Vader's saber at Savage's head before slicing the large horns of. She then tossed Savage at his brother, grinning at the fear in her Master's eyes, before the wonder took over.

   "You are my apprentice," Maul whispered.

   "Yes," Ser Ren hissed out pulling her wig off, letting her red hair dance behind her. "I am. You want to hurt Kenobi, do it through me. You want revenge against Sidious, do it through me. Think of the bragging rights, of having the one thing Sidious wants so desperately: a Skywalker apprentice. The Force's blood, yours to teach; to command. Surely that's a much greater prize than simply killing my father."

   "Ser Ren!" Obi Wan frowned, wanting to grab the girl and run, but at the same time he knew if Ser Ren could get Maul. "Please be careful!"

   "She really is your child," Maul's eyes got greedy.

   "I am also Skywalker's before you get any funny thoughts," Ser Ren held up Vader's saber before calling her Father's to her hand, frowning at the distress it started giving off. "You're too much of a coward to take him on, so no ideas. I need your help, I want Sidious dead as much as you, but we are not the ones strong enough to defeat him, so We're going to destabilize his power, you'll help Darth Vader and myself."

   "What makes you think I'll help you?" Maul grinned. "Apprentice or not?"

   "I've already destroyed the shipyard for the Death Star, and have made sure that  those who know how to make Kyber Lasers are safe and sound, I have been to Palpatine's office and have hacked the current plans to make sure the station can never be operational if Sidious tries to make his super weapon again. I have made sure that my dear sweet Big Brother and Sister can blow the winds of Change across the Galaxy, so you either join me, or I drop your head on Sidious as well."

   "You think you scare me?" Maul hissed.

   "I think if I chose, you'd be without your head," Ser Ren smiled holding out her hand. "Mommy would have killed you by now for daring to touch his alpha. Now, Master, we have work to do and we're late, for a very important date."

   Luke started at the Sith Lord  his sister was sitting happily chatting away with as the red Zabrak combed and braided her hair. When Ser Ren had walked out of the Twilight with both Maul and Savage, Luke had been weary. Vader had dawned his full gear the second he sensed them coming closer. Obi Wan had been on guard the second he saw the masked Sith facing down the the dark users as he exited the ship. Luke smiled as Ser Ren laughed while she explained how bored she had been without Maul, and how excited she was to know Savage.

  "I don't like how taken with her, he is," Luke turned to see his father's ghost hovering next to him. "I know what he did to young Ezra Bridger and I certainly don't care for how wrapped around Ser Ren's little fingers he is."

   "Jealous, my love?" Vader asked as he walked up to Luke's other side, hands resting on his belt.

   "Jealous?" Obi Wan huffed stomping by on his way to the Bridge. "What could I be jealous of? That this is the first time I've seen her actually smile or relaxed in the two years of knowing her? Jealous?! What a silly notion!"

   "He's jealous," Anakin snorted from where he leaned on the wall. "Leia's back with Padme. She really tempered that man down, didn't she?"

   "As Ashoka did you," Yoda hobbled into the room. "A Good student, do that they can. Collecting all her favorites in one place, I feel the Force is. Hope the younger Skywalkers are bleeding into the Force. Lighter everything has been. Jedi of the Temple they are not, but Jedi they are all the same."

   "Do not let Ser Ren hear you call her Jedi," Vader warned, looking down at Yoda. "You might find yourself headless."

   "Master Yoda, I have a mission report for you," Ser Ren walked up to him and bowed.

   "Completed you have?" Yoda hummed eyes tinkling as he smiled up at Ser Ren. "Very good, next mission I have none. Enjoy time with Maul, you should."

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   Anakin felt groaned as he clutched at his head. He really wanted to go lay down, but he had a meeting with the Council. Council meeting then Anakin was going to go lay down on his and O\bi Wan's bed, turn the lights aobut and use to force to keep a cold rag over his eyes. If Obi Wan was home, Anakin was sure that he'd fuss about misuse of the Force, but Obi Wan was off world. Anakin and Ahsoka were grounded for routine maintenance. Luke had been assigned to another Ambassador Mission, this time Leia went with him and Han. Ser Ren had left with Maul and Savage, Anakin silently asked that Maul and Savage didn't corrupt her any more than they had. Vader had creeped away to assist Padme, leaving Anakin alone with his thoughts.

   Anakin hated being alone with his thoughts. They were dark and full of fear and more often then not he thought of the nightmares he was lying through his teeth about to Obi Wan.

   "Knight Skywalker!" Kit Fisto laughed as he walked up to him. "I wanted to say congratulations!"

   "Why?" Anakin frowned. "Have I done something worthy of praise?"

   "Do you not know?" Kit frowned, pausing before Anakin. "When was the last time you took a pregnancy test?"

   "Last month after my heat, like always?" Anakin frowned. "No, that was two..."

   "I'm just going to go, my friend," Kit smiled nervously then ran.

   "SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!"

   Anakin huffed and spitted as he marched up to Padme's door, letting himself in. Vader looked up at him from the couch, frown on his future self's face, as he waived him off heading to the refresher. He dumped the bag on the counter and opened several of the test before taking out a plastic cup.

   Vader pulled himself off the couch and walked into Anakin's room, pulling out the blankets and set the tub of Anakin's favorite chocolate and berry ice cream down on the caf table.

   "Three, two, one," Vader muttered then tried not to flinch as the door slammed open and his younger self marched out before flopping into the blankets and breaking down into tears. "Not happy news?"

   "The happiest Force Damned news in the fucking galaxy, and we're in the middle of a fucking war!" Anakin gasped. "What am I going to tell Obi Wan?"

   "I'm pregnant and you're to blame?" Vader tried to lighten the mood.

   "Oh sure! That's going to blow over well!" Anakin sobbed. "It was bad enough Master Fisto fucking knew before I did!"

   "I'd forgotten he prompted me," Vader sighed, before taking a deep breath. "Are you thinking of an abortion?"

   "What the fuck? No!" Anakin whipped around to stare at Vader. "Are you out your fucking mind? I mean not until right now, but I....I couldn't do that. I mean if.. if this isn't.... if it isn't safe, then yeah I might consider, but....It's Luke and Leia. It's my babies. I don't know if if....."

   "I am just asking because this is a big step. I wish I had someone ask me when I first found out in this living room," Vader sighed, reaching out to place a hand of Anakin's shoulder. "I know you are scared. Being a parent is a very different task then teaching Padawans. Even looking after your future very adult children."

    "You found out alone?" Anakin looked at Vader in horror. "If you hadn't been here then, then I would have been....Padme won't be home for hours. Obi Wan isn't even on world right now."

  "I know," Vader looked away. "I wish I could be of more help for your fears, but I robbed myself of knowing. You are in a much better place than I was when I found out I was pregnant, there was this undercover mission where Obi Wan had to disguise himself so well I could not tell it was him, and that broke the trust in our relationship. That trust never healed and it festered and festered until Sidious ripped me away from everyone I loved."

   "Obi Wan hasn't done an undercover mission," Anakin frowned. "He's supposed to be back today."

   "We need to go," Vader stood up and pulled his younger self out of the apartment. "Now!"

   Anakin followed as Vader's gate ate up the distance to the speeders, then when they got to the Temple, ate up the distance to the High Council; his legs barely keeping up. Vader used the Force to push open the doors. Anakin stared wide eyed as Vader lead him over to Obi Wan's chair, gently tossing him onto his mate's lap before glaring at each of the council members.

   "You cannot use Kenobi for the Rako Hardeen mission!" Vader snapped voice thunderous and cold. "You will break Skywalker in a way you cannot help him over come!"

   "How do you know of this mission, my good sir?" Plo asked, surprised at the face he was looking at.

   "Troubled, you are, Anakin," Yoda spoke and the Council all whipped their heads around to look at him. "Affect you, how does this mission?"

   "If you bully Kenobi into faking his death, you will break the trust that Skywalker has in him," Vader snapped, glaring at Yoda. "You will not be able to fix it. No one will be able to fix it and I will go running to the Sith Master! Kenobi and I will start lying to each other even more than we do now, we will break! It will push your Skywalker closer to being me."

   "They were going to do what?!" Anakin yelped before throwing his arms around Obi Wan's head and pulling it into his chest. "Like hell you're going to make him fake is death!"

   "Anakin, please...."

   "No! I'm not letting these grumbling, high on their bantha, nerfherding morons bully you into fucking doing this!" Anakin hissed, glaring at all of them. "Also why was the first thought faking someone's death?!"

   "The wretched lot of you have access to three full fledged Sith Lords and none of you thought to ask us?" Vader snapped, noting that Plo and Mace looked ashamed. "Ser Ren is an expert in espionage, I'm a fucking War Lord, who knows what bounty hunters can be trusted and then you've got Maul, you wretched Fools! Any one of us you could have called on!"

   "Called on you, we could not," Yoda frowned, ears dropping. "Traumatized you are, Lord Vader."

   "So you were just going to bully one of the youngest Jedi Masters to do the mission?! I know I'm fucking traumatized! You half-witted, self important, bumbling deaf morons are complicit in it!" Vader hissed, fingers twitching to grab at his thin hair. "I almost fucking miscarried when Obi Wan was shot! I spend days in fucking bed not eating because he was gone! Then the mission ends and he pops up: alive! It fucking broke part of me! I will not let Skywalker face that!"

   "Miscarry?" Obi Wan asked pulling back from Anakin's hold. "Darling?"

   "I mean I just took a couple of test, but I want to ask Master Che for sure," Anakin whispered, then looked back at his future self. "Vader?"

   "I will not stand by this time and roll over like a dog! I will not let us be hurt because the Council is being willfully blind!" Vader his anger rolling of him in waives. "I dare say I have half a mind to shatter the windows if you weren't pregnant."

   "Yet, you think we should listen to a man destined to Fall? This is.." Ki Adi Mundi started to talk but the growl that ripped through the room startled everyone.

   "Skywalker, you and your knuckle head alpha go visit Master Che," Mace sighed rubbing his forehead as he looked at Obi Wan's spooked face. "I knew this was a stupid ass decision. We will convene to discuss contacting Lady Lunaris to pick up this mission for us. Congratulations, Kenobi, and Skywalker. Now go, please! Vader, you're in no state to drive. I'll ask for someone to escort you back to Senator Amidala's."

  Padme groaned walking into her apartment. She was getting really close to just wanting to commit treason against Palpatine. She frowned as she spotted her friend sitting in the dark. Vader sat curled up on Padme's couch, tears streaming down his face. Anakin had always been a pretty crier, but she'd never seen him cried so quietly before. Padme toed off her shoes before she padded over to her friend.

   "Kin?" she asked as she sat by him. "Anakin, what's wrong?"

   "Skywalker is pregnant," Vader told her, snot catching on his lips

   "Thought he might be. I'll have to send a gift," Padme smiled, pulling out one of her handkerchiefs for him. "How do you feel about that?"

   "I talked about almost miscarrying the twins," Vader rubbed at his eyes, hissing at the tender scars on his face stretched. "They were going to make Kenobi fake his death, If I hadn't remembered that stupid mission it would have killed me to watch Luke and Leia watch us fall apart."

   "It would have kill me to watch you live through that not only the first time but a second time as well," Padme smiled, placing her head on his shoulder. "You're allowed to be upset Vader, and you're allowed to grieve to the life that was taken from you. I know you think you shoulder all the blame but you were just key part of the tragedy. There are others, my self included. I think."

   Vader blinked at her before he felt his breath catch and the sob that came out of him was deep and aching.

   "Oh my Galaxy," Vader heard Ben coo and for the life of him the part of Vader that was still Anakin wished to hide in Obi Wan's arms.

   "I fucked up so much, Master," Vader sobbed, pulling himself into a tighter ball.

   "No, no, my heart, you did not do this alone," Ben cooed, wishing her could reach out and touch. "We failed you. Yes, your choices are your own, but what choices do dragons have when backed into corners and beaten? It's only natural they burn everything to the ground."

   Padme smiled and kissed the top of Vader's thin curls before leaving him to go gather the clothing she'd stolen from Obi Wan to layer it around Vader. She hoped that Anakin and Obi Wan were talking at the very least and not putting it off for "more important things." She looked over at the invitation sitting in her mail tray. It was from Stewjon to take part in filming of her and Anakin's favorite show. If Obi Wan wasn't going to pull Anakin of the Front the Padme would have to fight for them.

   "Kin," Padme called coming over to his side and pulling Obi Wan's temple issue hoodie over him. "We are taking the pack and going to Stewjon. I'm done. I'm done with my jedi giving up every piece of themselves for people who do not care. I'm done with them not being allowed to be actual Jedi. I'm simply done. Call the Twins, Ser Ren will have to meet us there. We're going to take an actual vacation."

   "Has she lost her mind?!" Ben gasped, looking at Vader dumbfounded.

   "Padme, we can't just recall them from the....." Vader blinked as she glared at him. "There are the other Jedi to consider."

   "I don't have to consider the other Jedi, just mine," Padme huffed, baring her teeth for a second. "I'm done watching them tear Anakin and Obi Wan apart. I might not be able to see him, but I know you and Ben are just..... I want to help more to do more. I've watched this war tear up my family, all of it. So we're going to go put ourselves into a Stewjonian holo and enjoy it."

   "Padme, we can't" Vader sighed.

   "Yes, we can" Padme whipped around, hands on her hips. "Anakin, I have watched all of the Jedi suffer because we keep making the Jedi not be Jedi. I've already put the bill into the house. The GAR Leadership Restructure Act. Which is just Fancy words for 'Get the Jedi the fuck out the War'. I expect that we might loose half the GAR given that the Clones that serve under the Jedi will leave with you, but that's the price I'm willing to pay. It also helps that Luke had practically sweet talked Dooku to listening to him."

   "What?!" Vader yelped.

   "Yes, my evil, evil plan to counter Palpatine's evil plan," Padme said smugly crossing her arms and tilting her chin up in an Anakin like fashion. "I'm going to use the Jedi's growing unpopularity to get them away from the Senate and safe. We'll use those terrible people's opinions against them."

   "You're going to turn the people on the Jedi?" Vader squawked falling over. "Have you actually lost your mind?"

   "Hush, I can feel Obi Wan's panic and I'm not even Force Sensitive," Padme rolled her eyes. "It's part of the plan Leia and I have been working on. The Jedi need to be free of the Senate, to do as Jedi do. Leia was telling me stories about the Jedi she's met and they're following the Force. No Senate to tell them how and where to go. They're just Jedi."

   "Leia has told you of Young Erza Bridger and Kanan Jarrus?" Vader blinked, then smiled. "I'm quite proud of those two. They dropped a couple of AT-STs on me once. Ahsoka is also more Jedi but....She was forced to walk away from the Temple. She does not acknowledge that she is the best of our Line, I'm sure young Sabine will be just a great as her one day."

   "So there are Jedi are going to survive this war," Padme rubbed her chin like Obi Wan, before smiling. "And I'm guessing the ones that survive you are the Force blessed ones. Hmmm."

   "I should take Anakin and Yoda to Moraband," Vader sighed, whipping the rest of his tears and snot into Obi Wan's hoodie. "It's time to awaken Revan."

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   The Twilight was hurling through space. Anakin had jumped to hyperspace almost as soon as it was clear. Yoda sat behind Anakin a large greasy sack in his lap. Next to him, Vader relaxed with his eyes closed, munching on a handful of fried frogs that Yoda kept passing around.

   "Fight Obi Wan put up," Yoda chuckled around the frog he was eating.

   "I expected it to be a lot larger," Vader mumbled around his frog.

   "Pass those, please," Anakin held out his hand behind him, flexing his fingers. "It wasn't a big knock out fight because Padme steam rolled Obi Wan into letting us go."

   "On Moraband, what do we look for?" Yoda asked, handing Anakin several fried frogs.

   "Balance," Vader crunched around one before gulping. "I cannot stay Dark the whole of the rest of my life and Skywalker cannot drown in the Light as he is now. I'm sure we'll get an ear full from Luke, Leia, and Ser Ren, when they discover that we did not bring them."

   "Bane's books," Anakin started, looking over to where he kept the Sith artifacts. "There's some stuff in there that's just evil over being dark. Ser Ren read it before me and marked though everything she thought I could use."

   "Ser Ren has given you Palpatine's books?" Vader asked, pulling one of the books over to read. "He never let me near these."

   "Yeah," Anakin sighed, thinking his former friend. "I'm actually not surprised about that, Maul says he's a shitty teacher."

  Padme walked back into the cockpit, holding a small tray of fruit, before making a face at Anakin's munching.

   "I don't get why you eat frogs?" Padme glared at her Jedi and their grandmaster. "It's so gross."

   "I'm sorry, I've seen you eat snails," Anakin snorted, as he looked back at her. "Don't diss my frogs."

   "Obi Wan doesn't eat them," Padme huffed, sitting behind  Vader.

   "Obi Wan is a picky eater," Anakin rolled his eyes.

   "If we let him, he'd live off of tea, gossip, and Dax's" Vader hummed, taking another handful from Yoda.

   "There's nothing wrong with Dax's and I get better!" Ben snorted from next to Vader.

   Padme shook her head, silently wishing she could see the ghost that Vader looked at with such affection. That got her thinking on another thing. Anakin had no problem helping Vader flirt with the Ghost, but Padme had not seen Obi Wan flirt with Vader.

   "Obi Wan doesn't flirt with you, Kin," Padme frowned.

   "You just haven't seen it for what it is," Vader snorted, thinking of Obi Wan's refusal to call him by his Sith name. "If he shoves one more blanket or the like at me I might run him through!"

   "I love the blankets!" Anakin gasped as if offended. "It's not his fault he thinks we're cold all the time, because we are cold all the time. No, Obi Wan's, like, real flirting is much more ugh what's the words? Yes, there's the smooth one lines and the banter part but when Obi Wan's really flirting like really into you, you're the only one in the room."

   "His words get soft, he gets soft, and if you're lucky he picks up your hand holds it," Vader finished. "Obi Wan is touchy when he's allowed to be soft."

   "That I have seen," Padme frowned. "He gets soft when you two come home."

   "Melts into the couch and asks for cuddles so he can scent us," Anakin smiled.

   "Aggressively scent us," Padme groaned, rubbing her neck. "You do know that I had people asking if I was you and Obi Wan's third?"

   "At least you only get him rubbing your neck and face," Anakin huffed. "Ser Ren accuse me of loosing a fight to a carpet, twice! I'm having trouble walking."

   "So how did Obi Wan react to finding out you're pregnant?" Padme asked. 

   "I already told you I'm having trouble walking! I got my back blown out after we visited Master Che, if you haven't noticed, I'm not wearing my normal clothing!" Anakin whined, showing of how much shorter Obi Wan's beige tabards and tunics were on him.

   "He's gone into full overprotective mode?" Padme frowned, realizing Anakin must have fought to at least wear his normal pants and shoes. "Blast, he really is going to lock us up if I don't convince the council that we should take that break."

   "He is," Anakin agreed. "For now, let's get this mission over with so we can go back home."

   "See where we are to land I do," Yoda piped up. "Dark this world is."

   "Exegol is worse," Vader spoke as Anakin started landing sequence. "It's where Sidious keeps all his experiments. Like all Sith worlds, Exegol is baren and lifeless."

   "Where the Jedi ensure life can grow, the Sith destroy it?" Padme asked, clutching her seat.

   "No, destroy the Dark side should not, a fire they are," Yoda frowned. "Hide beneath the ash life does. Give sunlight and rain, return life will."

   "Maul is like a wild fire burning everything in his path," Vader continued. "Ser Ren is a control fire, only touching the dry underbrush. They are dark, but they are not Sith."

   The Twilight set down on the baren earth. Anakin let the gangway down, before clearing that they could move. Vader snapped his helmet on and was the first to head out. Padme and Yoda followed next. Anakin sighed before pulling Obi Wan's cloak closer around himself and head for the door. He felt something tugging on him and looked down.

   Anakin blinked as his miniature army of soot refused to let him leave the Twilight. Anakin frowned at them. They were under foot, like always, climbing over him, but they refused to leave the ship. Anakin also noticed that they were making a little bridge to him. He gave them a soft smile as the ones closest to him grabbed his nose and tried to pull him back into the ship.

   "I need you guys to trust me okay?" Anakin spoke, pulling his hands up to hold the sprites closest to him. "No tattling to Obi Wan either. I have to do this okay?"

   The sprites huffed and started pulling on Vader's cape, Yoda's robes and Padme's dress. It took several minutes to detangle from the upset sprites before they walked into the Valley. Vader lead the march, Padme's hand clasping his elbow as the walked to where they thought Bane's tomb was. They marched into the Temple and Anakin felt cold seep into his bones.

   "How fortuitous!" Bane's specter called out. "The Chosen One in the Light and in the Dark."

   Padme gripped Vader's arm tighter as she felt him flinch. She didn't like that she could not see what Anakin and Yoda were seeing, but she would be here for moral support.

   "Where's Revan's tomb?" Anakin asked stepping forward.

   "What do you hope to accomplish there?" Bane asked floating face Anakin. "I have met your Knight, your eldest son, and your youngest daughter, but you bring the twins before me now, in your belly."

   "The dead can't hurt them," Anakin frowned. "I want to know how to beat Sidious."

   "What are you willing to sacrifice for those you love?" Bane asked.

   "Everything. I would sacrifice everything," Anakin answered honestly so raw it shocked Yoda and Padme. "I'd burn everything for them."

   "Even yourself?" Bane asked.

   "Yes, I meant it when I said everything," Anakin stuck his chin up, trying to avoid Padme's disapproving glare.

   "Revan's Tomb is on Your Knight's birth planet: Stewjon," Bane spoke. "Your Knight's birth mother, Queen Har Mon, had it moved there when Sidious was still just a small time Senator. She had been his friend when they were much younger. She had visions of what was to come."

   "If she was so strong in the Force why wasn't she with the Jedi?" Vader asked. "Why move the tomb of a Sith Lord?"

   "Declined the young princess did," Yoda frowned thinking back on the young girl. "Fulfill her duties she could not if she joined. Said the Chosen One would not survive."

   "She was Obi Wan's birth mother right?" Anakin frowned touching his stomach. "We might not have gotten Obi Wan if she became a Jedi. We need to go to Stewjon."

   Padme frowned. Only hearing have a conversation had left her feeling unmoored, but she hoped for Vader and Anakin that they got the answers they where looking for.

   Palpatine hissed as he threw a glass at the portrait of a blue eyed human woman with long red hair. Skywalker has slipped from his grasp and was off with Yoda somewhere.

   "Once again, my love, you haunt me from the grave!" Palpatine growled. "I cannot seem to escape your planning. Every time I look, there you are in that blasted son of yours, glaring through his eyes, sheltering Skywalker from his destiny! From me! You haunt me in my own Senate! You wretched woman."

   "Your excellency," Palpatine's secretary called into the room. "The GAR Leadership Restructure Act is up for debate today, it's left committee."

   "Then we'll have to shoot it down," Palpatine muttered with a frown. "The Jedi are too important to lose from GAR command."

   "Oh my friend, you keep falling too deep. It saddens me to see you this way. If you would just walk away from the Dark, all of this can end. Just take Anakin's hand when he offers it."

   "Don't' be ridiculous, my love," Sidious hissed not looking at the ghost. "I could have made you Empress of the Galaxy and you refused me every time."

   "I was just a doll to you, my friend. You never loved me. You couldn't even love Maul."

   "Maul didn't need love he needed guidance. You haunt me with that child of yours," Sidious howled throwing another glass at the portrait. "He should have been mine! Both of them should have been mine!"

   The ghost did not answer Sidious this time. He looked around for the woman frowning. His "beloved" Har Mon was gone.

   "So we're going to Stewjon to look for the Tomb of Revan?" Obi Wan huffed crossing his arms. "After I threw that entire fit about going to Moraband? Stewjon isn't even sacred to the Jedi or the Sith?"

   "I've been doing research on it, but there's a huge vergence on Stewjon?" Ahsoka frowned, looking at he datapad. "Like Skyguy level vergence."

   "Well from what I understand," Luke spoke, leaning over Ahsoka's shoulder. "She lead and expedition before her death to have the tomb moved to the planet. Apparently she died in almost fifteen years ago?"

   "Right around the time Anakin joined the Order and I was fighting to remove the blockade from Naboo," Padme frowned, looking over Ahsoka's shoulder.

   "So who is she anyway?" Rex asked standing next to Padme.

   "My mother," Obi Wan frowned looking at the picture of Har Mon. "I never expected to return here.

   "We never did while I was little," Luke spoke looking over his star map. "Dad didn't do off world missions, the two he did was to rescue Leia."

   "Then we'll be careful," Anakin smiled at Obi Wan. "As long as we're together: we'll be fine."

Chapter Text

   "Greetings! Cousin, and honored guests!" a blonde woman dressed in yellow smiled as she greeted them at the local port of Tensor in the Serobi sector of Stewjon. "I am Dia Mon Serobi, leader of Clan Serobi. I have been honored to welcome home our Prince and his pack. Welcome to Stewjon Mad Hatter, Red Queen and guests."

   "I am terribly sorry, but," Obi Wan spoke but Anakin elbowed him in the side. "Honestly, Anakin, that hurt!"

   "I get this is a bit much for you, but take it with grace," Anakin hissed out the side of his mouth, before bowing. "Thank you for accommodating us, Lady Serobi. My name is Anakin Skywalker, I'm a Knight of the Jedi Order. This is my Padawan Learner, Ahsoka Tano. Next of course you know is Jedi Master Obi Wan Kenobi, my mate. This is my Linage brother and Master Kenobi's newly Knighted Padawan, Luke Ke-Skywalker, and his twin sister, Leia Organa. And I'm sure you know of Senator Padme Amidala, and these two are Commander Cody of the 212th and Captain Res of the 501st."

   "Now doubt, Miss Organa and Knight Luke Skywalker are your children from the future, correct?" Dia Mon grinned as Anakin looked at her surprised. "Don't be so shocked. Her Highness, the former Queen of Hearts, painted many portraits of your entire pack. Most of Stewjon has known for years that one day Clan Kenobi would come back home, not all to stay of course, but to visit. Come, as much as I would love to set you up is Heart's Keep, you will be coming to stay with me and mine at Tower Diamond."

   "You're Force Sensitive," Luke blurted out, before blushing.

   "Aye, but don't let those birds know," Dia Mon grinned, pressing her finger over her lips. "Let's get you settled in, and the I'll take you to where they're filming Bridgerton. The director almost had a cow when she heard that there were Jedi on planet. Has been messaging me nonstop about getting you to guest star as well as consult for the actors playing Jedi!"

   "We get to be on Bridgerton?!" Anakin giggled. "Fuck yeah!"

   "Anakin, I don't think this is a good idea!" Obi Wan frowned.

   "Please?" Anakin turned to Obi Wan making his eyes as large as possible.

   Obi Wan felt the "no" on the tip of his tongue he was hit with seven pairs of Sad Skywalker eyes. He didn't even know Rex or Cody could do Sad Skywalker eyes!

   Ser Ren blinked as Maul held up a holopad with photos of her parents getting fitted for period inspired costumes. She took the pad, tucking herself into Savage's side. There in bold her dad was trying not to scrunch his nose up as a powder puff was pressed against his face.

   "What the fuck?" Ser Ren hissed, before breaking into cackling glee. "He looks so stupid!"

   "I think the teasing is worth visiting Kenobi," Maul grinned, but frowned as he looked at his comm system. "Ser Ren hide."

   Ser Ren pulled her self out of line of the camera as Maul opened the comm.

   "My dear Apprentice," Ser Ren felt cold seep down her spine.

    "My former Master," Maul answered. "To what do I owe the pleasure? Last I heard I'd been replaced by Dooku, and worse yet you're aiming for Skywalker."

    "Have I?" Palpatine asked.

   "What ever can I do for you, Master," Maul gritted out.

   "Find the wayward Sith," Palpatine hissed. "She has been meddling in things she knows not. I'm getting reports that she had targeted a special project of mine and destroyed it. I can always rebuild it, but I cannot have another person with a super weapon that matches my own. Bring me Ser Ren Kenobi and her  mobile suit Five oh One."

   The hologram cut and Ser Ren pulled herself from the shadows.

   "Master?" She asked feeling small.

   Ser Ren knew she was putting a lot of faith in Maul in the moment. Maul had been raised by Sidious, molded into the weapon he was by him. She knew her place by his side wasn't solid yet, that Maul could betray her any second but. She also knew that under all that anger was just a man looking to be loved. She had been reaching out to him since she was five years old and he had found her in a slave auction. She would always reach out as long as he reached back.

   "Hold your tears, my girl," Maul smirked at her. "I have no plans on turning you over to Sidious."

   "Good, because I'd kill you," Ser Ren sniffed, wiping her eyes.

   "Good girl."

@thehottestKenob!(RiriStar)

It sucks being the hot sibling.

Reply from @ThecuterKenob!(LuluMoon)

Excuse you? You're not the hot sibling.

Reply to @ThecuterKenob!(LuluMoon) from @thehottestKenob!(RiriStar)

Yes, I am.

Reply from @ThesmarterKenobi!(LeleSun)

The only reason you think you're the hottest is because you have bigger boobs.

Reply to @ThesmarterKenobi!(LeleSun) from @thehottestKenob!(RiriStar)

The Nerve! The Gaul! I also have a bigger ass! I should have thrown more knives at you.

Reply to @thehottestKenob!(RiriStar) from @ThesmarterKenobi!(LeleSun) 

I do not fear your knives! We shall duel, my good bitch!

Reply to thread from @GeneralKenobiOfficial(OWKenobi)

No one is throwing knives at each other or dueling!

reply to @GeneralKenobiOfficial(OWKenobi) from @PadmeN@brrie

Do Jedi younglings not treat each other as siblings and throw knives at each other?

reply to @PadmeN@brrie from @SkyGuy05(A.SkyWalker)

Why are you acting like that's normal?!

reply to @SkyGuy05(A.SkyWalker) From @thehottestKenob!(RiriStar)

Because it's normal? Like siblings fight. I've thrown worse at my own sister.

Chapter Text

   Tower Diamond was beautiful. Its walls were tall and pointed with various diamond shapes carved into it's glittering golden surface. The group was in awe as they pulled through the gates They'd barely gotten out of the speeder and into the grounds of the castle when unicorns crowded around Luke and Anakin, licking at them. Leia had been offended that one turned their nose up at her. Ser Ren snorted, as if she hadn't be surprised that the unicorns wanted nothing to do with her. Anakin was offended that the creatures wanted nothing to do with Obi Wan.

   Padme had burst into laughter as Anakin tried to explain that Obi Wan was the best and a true Jedi. Obi Wan felt like he was being judged by the Unicorns before Serobi told them that Unicorns generally preferred Omegas and beta women. Padme had been shocked when one walked up to her, demanding pets, but gave in. Ashoka jumped when one  snorted over her montrals before resting it's head there.

  Serobi continued giving the tour, talking about how old the castle was and how long ago it had ben built. Serobi practically shoved Anakin and Obi Wan into the Royal Suite, before moving to show the rest of their party to their rooms. Padme blinked as Serobi showed her to a room close to her own suite.

   "Senator Amidala, if you need anything, my husband and I are just next door," Serobi batted her blonde lashes, before linking arms with her omega husband and walking down the hall.

   "Pads, Padme, those two are going to eat you alive," Anakin hissed at Padme as the head of Clan Serobi and her husband walked away.

   "Anakin, really," Padme hissed back.

   "That's the same look Obi Wan gives me before he eats me out!" Anakin snipped. "You think I can't tell you that look from a mile away?"

   "Anakin, I don't want to think of Obi Wan Kenobi that.... Don't you dare give me that look!" Padme huffed at Anakin's smug face of disbelief. "Not every one in the Galaxy would jump at a chance to fuck Obi Wan Kenobi! He's not that hot!"

   "Huh, I've been told otherwise, my friend," Obi Wan chuckled as he walked over to pick up Anakin's hand and kiss it, enjoying Anakin's smug look. "How are you, my galaxy?"

   "I have to get new pants when we get back, and my ankles are swelling," Anakin pouted, leaning into Obi Wan's side.

   "Well, The ankles I can help with, but as for the pants, you are growing two cute babies, and they do need the room," Obi Wan smiled, kissing Anakin's hand again, wiggling his eyebrows at Anakin.

   "This, this is the face!" Anakin pointed at Obi Wan as he glared at Padme, "I'm going to barely have these two out before I'm pregnant again!"

   "Gross," Luke groaned as he walked by. "I thought when Anakin got preggers, The Obikin tenson would slow down."

   "Apparently we are to be tortured with it, brother dear," Leia side eyed them, before grinning as she caught Anakin's offended look. "Almost as much as Anakin sobbing over us."

   "Shut up, I've allowed to sob....hic...sob over my Mah....babies!" Anakin hiccupped as he burst into tears, reaching out to hold onto Luke and Leia.

   The twins rolled their eyes and fluttered away. They were not going to stand there and get crushed into Anakin's chest, that had happened three times on the trip over. Serobi walked up to them smiling before frowning at Anakin's tears.

   "What in the world?" Serobi hissed, having sensed the distress. "Why are you making this poor Omega cry? Is this common in other places?"

   "No, I'm just hic crying o-over how cute my babies are!" Anakin rubbed his organic hand over his face. "O-Obi Wan, reminded me that I was growing them when I told him I needed knew pants and Wah!"

   Obi Wan took pity on Anakin and lead him to the nearest chair. Luke snorted as he pulled out his comm to feed the Obikin seagulls. He frowned at the first post he pulled up.

  @thehottestKenob!(RiriStar)

{Picture of Ser Ren sitting next to a blue Togruta woman with purple montrals and lekku, both dress in outfits covering little of their skin}

Look who I found with fucking around and taking out slavers, it's my sister-in-law! Why is she here and why are people so insistent in enslaving my family? Like the fuck is Shmi Skywalker's Wife doing?

Reply to @thehottestKenob!(RiriStar) From @ImarriedaJedi95

Oh please Shmi Skywalker's Wife doesn't have it out for us, but I'm sure my husband will be here soon.

@ImarriedaJedi25

{Picture of a black haired man and a young Mirallian girl with purple skin and green hair in a red hood terrorizing a Hutt and their gang}

Look at my handsome man and our Padawan being amazing!

@ImarriedaJedi25

{Picture of the same black haired man frowning at the camera with brown eyes.}

 Whoops, I've been naughty, think he'll spank me?

reply to @ImarriedaJedi25 from @thehottestKenob!(RiriStar)

{Picture of the Togruta woman batting her eyes while getting yelled at by the panicked Jedi}

Lol, she's enjoying that lecture too much!

   Luke stared at the screen. There were four Skywalker-Kenobi children. Luke took his sibling in greedily as Ser Ren and the Togruta woman, Amina Saja, posted more and more. Luke looked up and felt his sister snatch his comm from his hand. She started shaking his shoulder as more and more pictures came up.

   "Luke, Luke this is," Leia gasped and giggled. "We're doing it! That's a padawan! He has a padawan!"

   "Ow, Ow! I can see that!" Luke grunted. "Stop slapping me!"

   "Oh look at our little niece!" Leia cooed, shoving the comm back into Luke's face. "Luke!"

   "I know, I know!" Luke grinned leaning into her side. "Two of us are Jedi, you're a Senator, and Ser Ren is a Sith. I wonder what our little brother's name is?"

   "We'll find out soon enough, but the future is healing," Leia grinned.

   "Leia, that's the White Suns mark." Luke blinked as he pulled his comm back, pointing at the marking on the hull of the ship they were getting into. "That's Aunt Beru's mark. She and Grandma worked at freeing slaves! The organization is called White Suns, Auntie Sabe was talking about it the other day."

   "Should we tell Anakin and Obi Wan?" Leia looked up to her biological parents, noting Anakin was still sobbing. "Maybe after Obi Wan has gotten some more water into him."

   "Yeah," Luke snorted smiling at them. "They won't be Ben and Vader."

   "Luke, they will always be Ben and Vader, just a better version of them," Leia smiled. "Sidious can't take them from us anymore."

   "Why the tears, my darlings?" Luke and Leia looked up to see Ben smiling at them.

   "You left Mother's side?" Luke blinked, scrubbing at his face.

   "We could sense your distress in the Force," Ben smiled at them. "Your mother all but threw me here. So this young man is the reason for your tears?"

   "He's the last kid," Luke smiled at Ben's shocked face. "We get to have the big family I always had dreams about. You're going to be over run by grandkids between the four of us."

   "Good," Ben smiled, looking down at Luke's comm in awe. "Though I doubt Ser Ren will give me grand children."

   "Bah," Luke and Leia snorted at the same time.

   "Anakin, are you sure you can walk in those heels?" Obi Wan fretted the next day. Anakin and Padme stared at him, offended. "Don't give me that look! It's a valid question!"

   "He really thinks I haven't taught you how to walk in heels," Padme snorted, crossing her arms.

   "I've actually thought of asking for higher heeled boots, but I feel like that be murder on the battle field," Anakin snorted, kicking the train of his suit back.

   "Hello There! Maul dropped me off," Ser Ren bounced into the make up tent. "and almost the second I stepped foot on this planet, I was hauled here."

   "And why has your teacher returned you?" Obi Wan frowned.

   "Oh Sidious is calling for my head," Ser Ren giggled, ignoring the shocked gasps of her parents and aunt. "He finally put the pieces together after having the answer sheet for like eternity and only just realized he can cheat."

   Ser Ren barely finished speaking before Luke and Leia hauled her out the tent. Ahsoka followed at a much lazier pace, leaving the confused elder Jedi and Senator alone.

   "What's his name?"

   "How old is he?"

   "Is he older than you?"

   "How old is his padawan?"

   "What's her name?"

   "How long has be been married to Amina?"

   "Can I have five seconds to answer?" Ser Ren snapped, shaking herself out of their arms. "His name is Jinn. He's is older than me by three years, so he should be twenty-three. Last I knew she was like ten, and her name is Feilla Aldai. and I don't know, They're like Mom and Dad: married forever, even before they were married."

   "Luke!" Leia squealed shaking her twin. "We're the oldest of four!"

   "What do you mean the oldest of Four?"

   Ashoka, Luke, Leia and Ser Ren turned to look at the amused looking Anakin leaning against a tree the tent was standing close to. The Padawans squawked and scrambled trying to avoid the topic, before Ser Ren was whisked off to makeup. Anakin snorted. He could play the long game until they told him what was happening.

Chapter Text

   "Padawans are hiding things," Anakin sang as he admired Obi Wan's costume, slinking over to his side.

   "Oh?" Obi Wan asked pulling the jacket down. "What makes you think that?"

   "Because," Anakin smiled at the green ascot, adjusting it for Obi Wan as a hair dresser added feather's to his own hair. "They did the patented Obi Wan Kenobi 'I know things I should know' Look before running off. Leia mentioned being the eldest of four. I think there's someone between the twins and Ser Ren, but they've been avoiding us."

   "You think that Ser Ren is number four?" Obi Wan gasped.

   "I think there's another one," Anakin frowned. "Bane mentioned that he'd met you, our youngest daughter and eldest son. I think there's another out there doing what he usually does, and is ignoring the Jedi to keep himself safe."

   "Outside of this wayward future child," Obi Wan snorted, before grabbing both Anakin's hands and kissing them. "Stop teasing, Padme."

   "Nope," Anakin snorted, pulling his hands back so he could wrap his arms around Obi Wan's neck and pecked a kiss. "Padme deserves a nice treat for putting up with the two of us, and your cousin and her husband are suitable matches for her, and it keeps her in the pack, which keeps you from chasing off every match I look for her."

   "I do not!" Obi Wan huffed, crossing his hands over the small of Anakin's back.

   "Sabe," Anakin started naming off. "That guy from Cordilia. Senator Acron, Fives, Oddball, Cody, you chased off Cody! The only one I've actually agreed with was Clovis, not that she knows you're the one who scared him off. Satine."

   "Satine would drive Padme up the wall," Obi Wan huffed.

   "So let's give Dia Mon and Lynn a chance," Anakin smiled at him, pecking his lips again.

   "Fine!" Obi Wan gave in, pulling Anakin in for a deeper kiss.

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{Picture of a confused Vader, as he holds up a white and red jacket}

I'm literally looking at you as a fallen angel, shut the fuck up!

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   "Aayla, you bitch!" Anakin gasped, grin forming on his face.

   "And what as Knight Secura done now?" Obi wan asked in amusement as he and Anakin walked to the set.

   "She's traumatizing Vader," Anakin rolled his eyes. "Apparently she's using him to make a cosplay for me. I didn't realize I miss cosplay and cons and making gadgets."

   "Ah your more wholesome, less gray inducing hobby." Obi Wan smiled. "She's going to have to do a lot of alterations, Vader and you are not anywhere near the same size. The inseam alone there's like a five inch difference."

   "Are you calling Vader fat?" Anakin huffed.

   "No, my dear," Obi Wan blinked sensing a storm.

   "Are you calling me fat?" Anakin's eyes started to water.

   "No, my love, I would never think of you have fat!," Obi Wan responded, quickly. "I worry that you never get enough to eat, honestly!"

   "Okay," Anakin frowned then gasped at the set. "Obi Wan, it's so green."

   The scene was to take place on the grounds of Heart's Keep. Anakin wanted to wander the grounds to take in Obi Wan's ancestral home, to see where all his children would pull their features from. To look upon the checkered grass and touch the yellow bear that waived at him. The director walked up to them handing them their scripts, before he could. Anakin blinked at the name of his character. That couldn't be right. 

   "Um, excuse me, Miss Director?" Anakin called out before she would walk away. "Um this says White Queen?"

   "Of course it does," the director frowned. "You're playing one of His Highness the Mad Hatter's ancestors: White Queen Aelf Raed of Clan Padavo. He's where the Clan Kenobi gets there Force Sensitivity from."

   "Was he created with the Force by the mother?" Anakin asked.

   "No, his mother was said to have loved a Jedi," the Director frowned. "We actually have historical records that prove that there was an alpha Jedi that was stationed on Stewjon a year before Aelf Raed's birth to a year after. While babies created with the Force are rare but not unheard of. I've never met one that has a star at his heart, like you, my Red Queen, but Jedi having love children all over the place isn't that uncommon. There were talks with the Clans for years about reaching out to Duchess Kryze about having her nephew crowned as the next Mad Hatter because of how much he looked like His Mejesty."

   "Oh! The Obitine Theory!" Anakin laughed, ignoring Obi Wan's stink eye. "That was one of my favorites back when I was new to the Jedi!"

   "Yes, but anyone who toured Heart's Keep always shot down the idea because the young Duke didn't look like any of Her Late Majesty's paintings," The director grinned. "Plus you two being the Hatter and the White Queen means we don't have to hide your growing belly."

   "That's actually practical," Obi Wan smiled, before turning to Anakin. "Why did you know about that? Where you one of those blasted..."

   "No! I'm not an Obitine truther," Anakin rolled his eyes and gestured his three month belly. "Kinda hard to be one when I'm full or your kids. Obi Wan, stop making that face!  I swear to fuck if you make me ruin this costume I will fight you! Luke, Leia, Ser Ren, your father is being gross!"

   "You said something gross, so no," Leia frowned at him.

   "Absolutely not," Ser Ren snorted.

   "Suffer," Luke sassed.

   Anakin sighed before slinking over to rest against Ahsoka's side.

   "Snips, your siblings are being cruel to your poor master!" Anakin whined.

   "They roast you with love, Master," Ahsoka smiled and cuddled into Anakin.

   Yoda almost chuckled as he came upon Vader, glasses perched on the bridge of his nose, Bane's spell book open being compared to ancient Jedi knowledge. It made Yoda's heart swell to see Anakin settled and at home within the Temple walls. Though that it took living through the darkness to be at home with his fellow Jedi did break Yoda's heart a little.

   "A word, Lord Vader," Yoda spoke with a frown coming upon the Sith Lord looking over another book. "Notice somethings missing I have."

   "You're just noticing that half the vaults have been emptied?" Vader sassed not looking up from his research.

   "Not just noticed," Yoda frowned tapping his cane. "Hide it no longer, I can. Copied, almost every single document in this Archive, someone has. Moved vast amounts of knowledge they have."

   "Do you want me to find them for you?" Vader asked, looking up, glasses slipping a little more.

   "Compare notes, I wish," Yoda spoke, pulling himself up to sit with Vader. "Almost too Obi Wan like the copying has been, but sneaky like you this person is, a Jedi Knight they must be."

   "You want to know if I remember how Obi Wan researches," Vader frowned. "Why not catch the Jedi?"

   "Two years he has been doing this, as long as your children have been here," Yoda hummed. "A fourth Skywalker child I believe there is. Sneaky and kind like you I believe. Who better to help me look?"

   "Is this your attempt to lure me back to the light?" Vader frowned, looking for a trap.

   "Bah, do that Luke's puppy eyes will," Yoda smirked, waving his cane at Vader.

   "Confident," Vader smirked. "You have decided to change? To move."

   "Scary, the Twins and Ser Ren are," Yoda confirmed. "Scary this last one might be as well."

   "What makes you think that?" Vader frowned.

   "All of Obi Wan's thirst for knowledge, he has," Yoda grinned. "enhanced with your impulsiveness, and sticky fingers."

   "Well fuck me," Vader snorted, grin pulling at his scars. "We're never going to to find him until he wants to be found."

   "I've been leaving clues for two years now," both Yoda and Vader tensed. "You're very Late."

   Yoda and Vader looked to the source of the voice and found a young human man with brown eyes and black hair in his twenties grinning at them. A young Mirialan padawan was tucked into his side, red hood of her traveling cloak pulled to hide most of her light lilac face. A Togruta woman walked up and the man adjusted his stances so she could link her arm into his.

   "Hello There!" the man grinned. "I'm Jinn Kenobi."

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   Vader stared at the young man bouncing around the small alcove Yoda had asked tea to be brought to. The Togruta woman, Amina Jinn had called her, had made herself comfortable. She pulled a rather large blanket out of her skirts, setting it on the floor before pulling cushions and setting them around and gesturing the others to sit. Vader let himself lower to the cushion and groaned as his weight eased from his limbs. Yoda hobbled to the cushion next to Vader, taking a seat and the cup that Amina handed to him. 

   Jinn moved to crouch behind a planter and Vader noticed a padawan and master duo head through the courtyard. Jinn wiggled and giggled, pulling an ancient looking device from his pocket before putting it back.

   "Tiny Master is so cute!" Jinn giggled as he watched young Cal Kestis run behind Jaro Tapal. "Grandmaster looks so young!"

   "He has spent the last ten minutes cooing over that Padawan and Master," Vader tried not to pout.

   "He's easily distracted by cute or shiny things," Amina grinned into her tea. "He likes to collect, mostly ancient Sith and Jedi artifacts. Feilla likes medicines and poisons."

   "A healer she wishes?" Yoda asked, taking one of the cookies Vader held out to him.

   "She is one," Amina frowned, setting her tea down. "Our girl is a genius with medicines and poisons. I wouldn't be surprised if she's gathered clipping from every single plant in the Temple to graft them, especially the rarer ones. It's so beautiful here. I hate what Palpatine turned it into."

    "Palpatine still," Vader stood.

   "Palpatine has had unchecked power for the better part of forty years," Amina said flatly, looking up at him. "That is almost two generations of sentients, if not more for some. Jinn and I are realist, so we have been emptying the Temple of all the artifacts that Palpatine could use. He spent seven years of his life knowing his mother was tortured by Palpatine and caged. It took my time's Skywalker years to escape and get back to Kenobi after Operation Knight Fall. That was a rough time for the Kenobi Clan. How Palpatine kept Anakin for so long, no one knows because Anakin gets too spooked to talk about it."

   "Close to Knight Skywalker, you are?" Yoda asked.

   "Yes, hard not to be when you marry his youngest son and take up his family cause," Amina smiled thinking about her mother in law. "I am the head of White Suns movement on Tatooine. We're set up in Anchorhead. Jinn acts as our Jedi contact as well as sheriff for the city. I run the brothel in Anchorhead, but my real job is to get as many of the slaves out and into new identities as possible. Anakin and my brother in law, Han Solo, smuggle many of the people we free to the core worlds and help them get set up in the refugee programs so they can have a better life."

   "You smuggle people?" Vader dropped the cookie he was holding.

   "Yes, away from the slave trade," Amina smiled smugly. "It's not easy and I doubt it will end with my generation, evil finds clever ways to work the systems set up to stop it. Darth Lunaris and Darth Maul do help. They're how we get the new paper work for them. Sometimes I have to get my hands dirty to get what needs to be done, not that I tell my sunshine boy that. Skywalkers are the epitome of: If we just believe in the good of people they'll do the right thing. It's cute."

    "Clearly, I know better," Vader snorted.

   "You're trying to keep your past self from becoming you," Amina rolled her eyes. "Please, tell me that's any different than you believing he can be good?"

   "Babe! Babe!" Jinn ran over and dropped himself into Amina's lap. "Did you see my master? He's so tiny and cute!"

   Vader blinked as the hulking mass of Jedi alpha folded himself onto his beta wife's lap. With Vader's prosthetics, Jinn was only four inches shorter than him, but the Jedi Knight didn't seem to think he was so tall and broad. He wasn't Obi Wan broad, but defiantly broader than Vader was. Ser Ren was on the tall side of the average human woman's height compared to Leia on the shorter side. Luke shared Ser Ren's height at five nine, but unlike Jinn, he was willowy.

   "The two sides of the Force being reflected in my children is getting old," Vader huffed.

   "Right?" Jinn grinned at Vader. "But that's just it it's part of the Force and choosing to be good to be light is what keeps the Dark in check! Luke's got this whole the Dark side is cancer and the Force is naturally good idea, while Leia believes that the Force isn't inherently either Light or Dark, just the Force. Ser Ren believes that there are clear cut lines between the Light and Dark. I know that Grandmother and Mom are messy bitches and people need to stop putting them in cute little labeled boxes. You stop listening when you start adding political red tape to morals. Laws are not always good, take how Palpatine has made it legal for him to stay in office even though he should be out."

   "All the fun parts, this one got," Yoda chuckled.

   "He's my pretty himbo," Amina smiled, patting Jinn's thigh. "A least until someone triggers the Skywalker effect then he's down right a menace."

   "Skywalker effect?" Vader frowned. "What do you mean?"

   "You know when you loose your shit and the person who made you loose it is in trouble?" Amine asked with a frown. "One of the most well documented cases of the Skywalker Effect was the Knighting of Obi Wan Kenobi by the Force. When Maul killed Qui Gon Jinn, Obi Wan tapped into the Darkness asking for aid, note I said asking. From what I've gathered from my own about the Force that was the first time in Millennia that a Jedi was knighted by the Force. The next instance of this occurring would be the Force Knighting Force Kanan Jarrus and his Padawan, Erza Bridger. Not that we know where Ezra is to confirm this."

   "Knighted by the Force?" Yoda hummed.

   "The Force Knighted Obi Wan?" Vader felt as if the ground fell out from under him. The truth of it rang in his ears but hearing that was almost impossible to think of. 

   " Yes. From what I understand," Jinn began with a smug grin. "Qui Gon Jinn, the man I'm named after, told the Council that Obi Wan was ready to face his Trials despite Her plan of giving my mother and father time to adjust being in each other's lives, so Grandmother said: 'Okay Qui Gon, Bet', and sent the March Hare after her Mad Hatter. Darth Maul was his Knighting trial."

   "I see, and that was the day we lost Qui Gon then?" Yoda frowned.

   "It was not Her Plan for Qui Gon to join her before learning the Secrets you've seen preformed by Old Ben," Jinn frowned. "But She has no control over Death."

   "I see," Yoda frowned.

   "I fucking knew it!" Anakin crowed, getting up from where he was lounging to trip his way over to were Obi Wan was meditating. "Look it! He has your Bio Dad's hair!"

   Obi Wan frowned as he looked cross eyed at the comm pressed up against his nose. He snagged Anakin's waist, pulling him down when he took the comm to look at the message Vader had sent.

@IlikemycoffeeDark(Kin.O)

{Picture of Jinn deep in meditation floating upside down}

@ThecuterKenob!(LuluMoon) @SnippySnips(Commander.Tan0)  @thehottestKenob!(RiriStar) @ThesmarterKenobi!(LeleSun) 

Why can he do this? Can you do this? Can Jedi just do this?

Reply to @IlikemycoffeeDark(Kin.O) from @SnippySnips(Commander.Tan0) 

Lol, no but I bet @SkyGuy05(A.SkyWalker) can!

 Reply to @SnippySnips(Commander.Tan0)  From @SkyGuy05(A.SkyWalker)

I suck at meditating, also all of you are grounded for lying to me!

 Reply from @OWKcangetit!

Why he look like Kenobi a little? I have theories and nothing to prove them wrong!

Reply from @OWKHaremMaster

Kenobi? Just Kenobi! All of that height has got to be Skywalker! I second that!

   "I see the Obikin commanders have struck this post already?" Obi Wan snorted, thinking of his own reply to Vader's questioning, fingers drumming on Anakin's waist.

   "Sith slayer hasn't replied," Anakin pouted, waiting to see if Obi Wan would take the bait.

   "Sad that your biggest fan hasn't had time to look this over much less read it?" Obi Wan snorted, and sprung the trap.

   "Bitch!" Anakin laughed, scrunching down in Obi Wan's lap. "You don't get huffy over Ben flirting with me, but you're going to throw a fit over your own Holo persona possibly flirting with Vader? Honestly, my Knight, I don't know how to feel about that possessiveness you got going on."

   "I Just....when did you figure that out?" Obi Wan pouted.

   "I've known since like the third video of footage of me being synced to something from your personal play list of songs," Anakin rolled his eyes. "That one particular Nabbooian ballad about true love, that I've heard thousands of times, that you like to slow dance too when it's just us and everyone is gone."

    "I see," Obi Wan smiled up at him bringing Anakin's hand up to kiss it. "Is this your way of telling me you wish to dance?"

    "I would love nothing more than to dance, but because Luke and Leia are being mean to their mother," Anakin sighed, enjoying the feeling of Obi Wan's arm around him. "if I so much as think of dancing, my stomach starts rolling and my head spins. I'd probably feel better if I threw up, but I never gets to that point."

   "Oh my darling," Obi Wan laughed and kissed his hand again. "I'd carry them if I could."

   "Absolutely not," Anakin hissed, fighting of the panic from the thought of Obi Wan carrying their children and his reckless need to study strange things. "I'd be worried the whole time that you're eating enough and what not. Or Worse eating things you shouldn't be."

   "You think I don't do that?" Obi Wan frowned, pouting a little as Anakin's nails scratched at the back of his head. "Letting you go to Moraband was hard. Letting you and Darth go was torture."

   "We're grown men, you don't have to worry that hard," Anakin leaned forward and kissed Obi Wan's forehead.

   "Hush, Ben didn't worry enough," Obi Wan's self mutilation reared its ugly head.

   "Nope, we're not doing that!" Anakin pulled back, nipping the negative thoughts at the root. "You're not going to beat yourself up for choices that I haven't made or that Vader did. You cannot control anyone else's actions just like you cannot stop the Suns from setting."

   "Look at you becoming wise," Obi Wan's voice dripped with pride, letting the thoughts go.

   "You see I learned it from this rabbit that glowed like moonlight and told me that he loved me," Anakin grinned nuzzling his nose into Obi Wan's.

   "What a clever rabbit," Obi Wan leaned forward to kiss him when the door banged open.

   Anakin and Obi Wan fell over. Obi Wan wrapped around Anakin to cushion his fall as Padme stomped into the room looking flushed and angry.

   "Oh good, I didn't interrupt anything," Padme huffed, crossing her arms and smirked down at them.

   "We were about to make out, but I guess that can wait," Anakin gave Padme the stink eye.

   "It can. I don't know what to do with Lynn and Dia Mon!" Padme whined, pulling at one of her braids.

   "Fuck their brains out, repeatedly," Anakin answered deadpanned while ducking Obi Wan's smack to the back of his head. "I was about to have that happen to me. Omega's kinda like it when the alpha they like fucks those out their head. Also cute little picnics in flowery fields and talk about yourself. Especially the talking part."

   "Anakin!" Obi Wan snorted. "Don't be so crude."

   "What?! It's really what I want right now, but Padme is here!" Anakin whined. "She's a big girl, she's more than old enough to know when she's invited into a marriage! Dia Mon probably has her and Lynn's duel pregnancies planned down to the due date!"

   "Anakin! Padme is still a Lady!" Obi Wan huffed. "You know better than to talk like that to a Lady! Omega man or not!"

   "She's not a Lady!" Anakin huffed. "She's my best friend and basically my big sister! That makes her not a Lady!"

   "Not, helping, Ani!" Padme whine back.

   "Why not ask Darth?" Obi Wan asked, hoping to keep Anakin from giving out anymore crude advice.

   "He's currently dealing with the Last Skywalker of the Apocalypse," Padme rolled her eyes. "And you two know how he gets about 'Spoilers'. Like pulling teeth with him."

   "At the end of the day, Darth is still Anakin and Anakin is the most stubborn man in the galaxy," Obi Wan smiled as he pulled himself and Anakin up.

   "For that, no more kisses for the day!" Anakin huffed, dusting himself off and dancing away from Obi Wan's grabbing hands. "No touchie the tiny waist for you! Since I'm so bad a flirting anyway. I'm going to leave you in Obi Wan's more than capable hands to learn how to flirt with the two people I told you about wanting to eat you for two weeks! Buh-Bye!"

   Anakin smirked as he left his friend and lover, stepping into the hall. Since he couldn't get Obi Wan Kisses while Padme was frantic, then he'd return to Heart's Keep to see if he could find any clues as to where the former Queen had hidden Jedi turned Sith Lord.

   "I knew the Force was beautiful, but to see the human face She would take. How blessed my Obi Wan is."

   Anakin swung around came face to face with a woman dressed in a long white gown, that trailed behind her with large transparent bow. Her hair was gathered in half up in a large heart shaped bun as she walked over to Anakin. He realized that she was faintly blue like Ben's ghost. The most shocking thing was seeing the feminine face of his beloved Master.

   "You're a force Ghost," Anakin gasped.

   "Hello there, dear Forceling," the ghostly queen smiled softly. "I am Har Mon Kenobi."

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   "Are you sure I shouldn't have grabbed Obi Wan?" Anakin asked as he followed the ghost, the flight from Tower Diamond had taken less than an hour. Anakin stared up at the red and white castle that seemed to stretch to the sky and loom over his head all at once.

   "It is not Obi Wan's journey that I guide," Har Mon spoked from where she hovered. "It is yours, dear Forceling."

   "But don't you want to see him?" Anakin frowned, knowing if his mother could do this, he'd stop at nothing to see her.

   "Oh, Sweet One, I would love nothing more than to get to know my baby," Har Mon smiled softly, sadly. "but I know that I will have all eternity to know you and Obi Wan one day, for now we have a game of croquet to win and Sheev has stolen my favorite flamingo."

   "Why not teach both of us?" Anakin frowned.

   "Obi Wan cannot learn to ride the waves of the Dark and Light as the Force flows through the body," Har Mon smiled, cupping her hands around Anakin's face. "As a Queen of Hearts, that is what we do. We ride those waves and when the dark builds and builds we allow the Force to tell us when someone is to lose their head. Obi Wan is much more like his sister, my Ser Rin. The Light is too bright for the shadows to creep in, but your Ser Ren will make a fine Queen of Hearts one day."

   "Not Luke or Leia?" Anakin frowned.

   "The Twins are needed in the Galaxy far more than they are needed in Wonderland," Har Mon spoke as she floated through a door. "This way, dear."

   Anakin frowned, but followed the ghost down the side door. He had expected them to go into Heart's Keep, but the Queen was leading him deeper into the grounds and to something that felt dark and cold. He followed her down deep under the castle before they came upon a crypt. It was lavish, from what Anakin thought of as lavish, gold leaf gilding accents that curled around the room bright red hearts embossed and craved all around him then just off the side the Dark called Anakin. He turned to see another pathway leading away from the main Kenobi crypt. He followed it down and shivered as the Dark grew and grew until he was stood before an ancient sarcophagus etched in Sith ruins.

   "Revan, be a dear and wake up," Har Mon called out, floating over to the massive stone box. "I've brought my son-in-law as promised."

   "You really did" Anakin shivered at the voice watching as black smoke rose from the lid. "I expected him to be strong, but not pregnant."

   "Okay, let's not pick on me because I was on birth control but fuck me I guess," Anakin huffed, still a little aggravated that his birth control failed. "I'm not that irresponsible."

   Har Mon's giggle made him groaned and grab at his hair. Why was she so much like Obi Wan? She was just missing his bitchy sassiness, but that was something Anakin was sure his little family got from Yoda.

   "He's so cute when he's pissy!" Har Mon cooed. "Oh the visions did not do you justice, Sweet One! Look how cute you are! I knew my grandchildren would be cute, but I was not prepared for how cute you are, Sweet One! Come now, Revan, dear, we need to get cracking if we want Anakin to survive his apprenticeship with Sheev."

   "We do have a complication with the Forceling being pregnant. We can't let Sidious take Anakin before the Twins are born, we will have to be careful," Revan spoke, floating around Anakin. "Palpatine cannot catch even a whiff that he is with child."

   "He is very tall so that should buy us at least until the end of the pregnancy for him to be unable to hide them," Har Mon hummed. "But the Jedi know."

   "That's not good, especially if Sidious is spying," Revan turned to Anakin.

   "Can we go back to the fact that you two are telling me I have to fucking join Sidious?!" Anakin snapped panicked. "Have you two lost it? Like I get i might have to Fall, I've come to terms with that, but join the bastard that wants my family dead?!"

   "No one likes this option, Anakin, but if you are to destroy the Sith you must end them," Har Mon frowned, sounding too much like Obi Wan. "To end Bane's hold on Maul and Ser Ren, you must join the Dark and come back to the Light."

   "Killing Sidious alone will not end the Sith," Revan spoke. "You must Fall in order to Rise."

   "I need to talk to...."

   "Dad can't know."

   Anakin whipped around to see Luke standing at the entrance of the tomb looking sad. Anakin hadn't even realized that Luke had followed him.

   "But..."

   "We will have to trust that Master Kenobi will understand and the Force will reveal everything to him in time," Revan spoke. "Har Mon and I are here for you, Anakin. You will not have to walk the Darkness alone."

   "Anakin?" Luke called out after they exited the crypt. "Mother?"

   "I'm sorry Luke, I'm just..." Anakin sighed, running his hands through his hair. "I don't know if I should do this, and how do Ser Ren and Maul not count as Sith? I have more questions now then before and I want to ask Vader his thoughts, but you know how Vader is. Tight lipped and hurting. I'm not hurting like I was before this. The nightmares are still there, but they don't feel like visions. The last one that I had that felt like a Vision was me marching on the temple and.... it has to be done. I need to start being sneaky, but I've never really be good at it. Sidious might be trying to lure me to the Dark, but Vader can help me. I just need to ask him."

   "Oh Dear One, I wish this path wasn't one you were so willing to walk."

   Luke and Anakin jumped before turning to see Ben frowning at them. Anakin felt his mood drop more at the sight of Ben's distress. He didn't want to make Ben live through his Fall for a second time, he didn't even want Obi Wan to live through it the first time, let alone more than once. Anakin sighed. He sensed that this was the right path, but for now he had to put himself back on Palpatine's good side and figure out how to actually be sneaky.

   "I know," Anakin answered, rubbing his face. "But look at this, I get to finally use that silver tongue Obi Wan tried to beat into me."

   "Anakin, you're as sneaky as a herd of bantha," Luke rolled his eyes. "Palpatine is going to see right through it."

   "He hasn't found Vader yet, and Vader knows he could if he wasn't being sneaky," Anakin groaned. "If Vader can sit in the Senate glaring at him in broad daylight, then I can lie to his face without him realizing I haven't given into him. People Fall for different reasons, right? Mine reason is my family. I can't lose you to him, and I know if I keep trying to hold your will just slip away but, I don't think we can stop the Empire from raising, so we need to pivot and start getting the Jedi out. Padme can't set up the Rebel Alliance if we don't' start planning now."

   "Anakin do you understand the sacrifice you're about to make?" Ben snapped.

   "I told Bane that I would sacrifice everything including myself, but I want to be the one to choose it," Anakin snapped back. "I've always had so few choices, Obi Wan. The first nine years of my life I was a slave, and then I was a Jedi padawan, after knighting I finally get to make my own choices. It will be okay. What's the point of having the ability to destroy the Sith if I can't do it the way I need to do it?"

   Ben reached out to caress Anakin's cheek before sighing. Luke threw himself into Anakin's arms and Anakin hugged him back tightly.

   "You speak like moonlight sometimes," Ben sighed. "Very well, we will have to trust my mother with this little plan she cooked up. I would suggest bringing my younger self here."

   "Was already planning on it," Anakin grinned. "I need him to see how much like his mama he looks like!"

   "I do not!" Ben whined.

    Vader's words about communicating came back to Anakin in full force. He needed to tell Obi Wan.

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   Anakin sighed as he closed the door to his and Obi Wan's suite. He hadn't expected finding the knowledge he sought to be so damning. To have to hide it from Obi Wan, but if Obi Wan didn't know his plans to Fall then Palatine would never guess the betrayal at the end. He couldn't stop Palpatine from taking the galaxy, but he could save the Jedi. But he couldn't hide it from Obi Wan, Vader was right. The Second they started hiding from each other everything would fall apart. Revan and Har Mon would just have to be mad at him.

   Anakin padded his way over to the refresher and started to undress. He looked over his glove to make sure the waterproofing was intact before deciding to removed his arm all together. He carefully set the bath how he wanted it, adding one of the bath bombs from the tray next to the tub. He set the water as hot as he could stand it before , carefully setting in and sinking down until his knees curled above the water line and his ear lobes barely touched the surface.

   Anakin sighed through his nose letting the warmth of the water sink into his cold bones. He heard a soft knock on the door before it opened to reveal Obi Wan peaking around. Anakin smiled at him quickly but other wise did not move.

   "Dear One, is everything alright?" Obi Wan asked. "I usually only find you committing the sin of wasting water when you're troubled."

   "I went to Heart's Keep." Anakin scooted up so he could speak.  "I found that Revan's Tomb is in your family crypt. You mother lead me there."

   "How?" Obi Wan frowned. "I was under the impresson my biological parents were very much dead."

   "She is a Force Ghost, the first in a long time I imagine," Anakin smiled at him. "I think she learned it before Qui Gon did, or she was just the one to complete it first. I'm positive that Qui Gon is working on it too. Some times I can hear him reaching out through the Force."

   "You would be correct, Anakin."

   Anakin "eeped" and ducked into the water as Obi Wan turned around to growl only to stop. Qui Gon graced Obi Wan with a smile, before fading out of the refresher. Anakin popped his head back up and glared at the spot Qui Gon had been.

   "Get me a towel and my pants, I'm fighting a ghost!" Anakin huffed trying to get out the bath, only half paying attention as Obi Wan steadied him. "I just wanted a nice calming bath and now it's ruined because Qui Gon is so double dead!"

   "You're acting like he should be able to be here!" Obi Wan huffed as he picked up Anakin's arm from the counter as his dear husband pulled on his pants to chase a ghost.

   "He's like ten years to early, so it has to be something to do with Stewjon," Anakin huffed and moved out into where Qui Gon was now hovering. "Fight me, you bitch!"

   "Now, Anakin, there's no need for this," Qui Gon sighed, as Anakin tried to grab him.

   "No, no! There's plenty of need for this!" Anakin hissed. "I was fucking naked! There is exactly one person who gets to see that!"

   "Yet, Obi Wan is less upset than y...."

   "Because he's fucking confused!" Anakin huffed. "I should call Ben! I should call Vader!"

   "Is this because you're with child? I am rather excited that you and Obi Wan are having children,"  Qui Gon huffed amused. "I cannot wait to see Luke and Leia a children. Luke is an amazing Jedi."

   "Of course he is," Obi Wan spoke walking out the the refresher, holding Anakin's prosthetics. "But, Master Mine, I would appreciated it if you don't appear before us again without our clothing on."

   "Bah, you act as if being naked is a bad thing," Qui Gon huffed, waiving his hand at them. "Are all my grandchildren here? I can sense Luke as we share a close bond, but are the girls and Jinn here?"

   "The girls are here," Anakin answered making a give me motion at Obi Wan. "Jinn just revealed himself and is on Coruscant with Vader and Master Yoda."

   "So, we haven't gotten a chance to meet him," Obi Wan confirmed, adjusting his hold on Anakin's arm so he could interlace their fingers. "Not until you promise not to try and double kill him."

   "Only a little murder," Anakin huffed, eyes flashing gold for a split second. "Just one decapitation."

   "Oh My, The Queen of Heart's curse is setting in quick," Qui Gon smiled. "I knew when you two finally stopped tip toeing around each other that this would happen."

   Obi Wan groaned. He didn't think it could get any worse.

   He was wrong, Maul was grinning at him from across the breakfast table.

   "Light sabers a blue, light sabers are red, I cut you in half, why the fuck aren't you dead?" Obi Wan bitched as Maul shoved a waffle into his mouth. "So uncivilized, you eat like you weren't raised by a Senator."

   "My rebellion against my former master," Maul spoke picking up his tea.

   "Merry Unbirthday to me," Obi Wan rolled his eyes.

    "Besides, I have news about Ser Ren you need," Maul smirked, before frowning. "She has been declared a traitor the the Republic. If any Jedi is to see her they are to siege her Gundam, Five oh One, and hand them over to the Senate. He wants to take a short cut and take the damn thing."

    "So the Death Star was as powerful as Ser Ren's Kyber cannon?" Obi Wan frowned, before sighing. "Not that Five oh One would allow Sidious to pilot them."

    Maul nodded to this and looked up to grin as Ser Ren walked into the dinning room and sat by him, before dozing off on his shoulder. Maul rolled his eyes fondly before stretching around the sleepy Skywalker to pile food on her plate.

    "I see you're willing to take care of her," Obi Wan frowned.

    "I'm evil, not heartless, Kenobi," Maul spoke drolly. "Besides, watching you simmer in jealousy as I take care of her is delightful."

    "Jackass," Obi Wan sassed.

    "Bitch," Maul returned.

    "Wow, Maul's here," Ahsoka blinked as Luke bounced into the room followed by a sleepy Leia and Anakin.

    Anakin stumbled over to Obi Wan, sitting down in the chair on his right before leaning onto his shoulder letting out light snores. Leia did the same on his left. Obi Wan looked over at Luke, piling his plate with food, and raised an eyebrow.

    "Did your sisters not get enough sleep?" Obi Wan asked.

    "I know better than to challenge Leia and her sleeping habits," Luke answered around his waffles. "She bit me the first time I tried and I refuse to try again in fear of it."

    "Leia, why are you biting people?" Obi Wan scolded, looking down at her.

    "You let Anakin bite you, you have no room to complain," Leia groused snuggling into his shoulder. "And Han like's it."

    "Gross," Luke stuck his tongue out at her.

    "So when do we get to meet your brother, his wife and padawan?" Anakin finally woke up enough to ask.

    Luke and Leia froze. They turned to the sleepy Anakin stealing fruit from Obi Wan's plate. Anakin pulled his comm up showing Luke his following list on Hologram. Luke yelped upon seeing Vader's username before Leia snatched Anakin's comm to look it over. Anakin didn't fight as his comm was taken but snatched bacon from the serving trays in the middle of the table. Just as Luke was about to snatch the comm the large black wooden doors gilded in gold slammed open and a man dressed in green marched in followed be a young girl tripping over her green dress and her hair pulled into three buns in a clover shape.

    "I heard that Senator Amidala is here!" the man yelled marching over to the table, his green robes swinging forward. "I have news from Coruscant and I need her!"

    "And you are?" Obi Wan raised and eyebrow before gesturing the table. "Senator Amidala has yet to join us for breakfast, but might I interest you in some tea?"

   The intruder frowned at him. Anakin noted that the girl hidden behind the man was staring with bright wide eyes at Ser Ren who snored lightly.

    "With all do respect, Dear Hatter, I haven't a moment to loose," the man shook his head. "Senator Organa, Senator Mothma and I have been trying to call her for the better part of a day. The Supreme Chancellor is trying to kill the Grand Army of the Republic Leadership Reconstruction Act. I refuse to let him destroy this Bill! As much as I find the Jedi reprehensible of their actions, there are still children there, take the Knave and the Queen of Hearts, they should not have joined the war so quickly, the Knave is still a child! That's not even touching on how inexcusable it is for the King of Hearts to leave his Cousin the Queen of Diamonds to govern in his place!"

    "Obi Wan was given to the Order as a baby," Anakin snapped sitting up from Obi Wan's side. "He doesn't know much about this place even less how to governor here!"

    "Yet, at eighteen he never reached out?"

    "Senator Corova!" Padme yelled marching into the room the Serobis behind her. "That's enough of that, you cannot blame Obi Wan for what the Former Queen deemed necessary! I'm sorry I haven't answered your calls, give me everything you have on the Bill, now."

    "Senator Amidala, I would rather not speak in front of a known Sith Lord," Corova hissed having caught sight of Maul.

    "Come, Ser Ren, we'll go eat and train in the garden," Maul huffed before hauling his apprentice out of the dinning room. The blond little girl following them.

    "First an introduction to everyone, please?" Padme coughed once Maul had left.

    "Right, I am the King of Clubs: O Win Corova," O Win bowed to the room. "Padme, this this is just unacceptable! The Jedi are not generals, they're not even a formal military by the strongest stretch of the word! If we don't do something to get them removed from the field, I fear what some of the Jedi might do!"

    "You're not suggesting that the Jedi would lead a Coup?" Obi Wan stood up. "Why would we do that?"

    "Because if at any point you try to arrest him, he will run a bloody genocide on all Force Sensitives! It's not just the Jedi are risk! The Nightsisters, the Jedi, those of the Thread, worse Wonderland herself is in danger!"

    "I really don't have a choice. He's really thought of almost everything then," Anakin frowned, standing up. "I refuse to let myself Fall alone and Lie."

    "Anakin, what are you talking about?" Obi Wan frowned looking over at Anakin.

    "He's talking about sacrificing himself to Palpatine," Maul spoke leaning on the door to the patio. "Cute, Skywalker."

    "Absolutely not!" Obi Wan spun around. "Are you insane? Anakin, you can't just..."

    "I need you to trust me," Anakin said softly.

    " Of course I trust you! I trust you with my Life!" Obi Wan snapped quickly.

    "But not mine!" Anakin snapped back.

    Obi Wan felt all fight die from within him at Anakin declaration. He did trust Anakin his very soul sang with the truth of it, but Anakin...

    "Dear One, I do," Obi Wan felt his eyes misty over. "But I don't think I could bare seeing you..... I don't think my heart can bare..."

   "Is this Obi Wan Kenobi giving up hope?" Maul grinned. "Oh this is! Mother fucker! Ser Ren!"

   "I will pull that piercing out your ear with the Force, shut up!" Ser Ren snapped pulling on Maul's ear again.

   Anakin placed his hands on Obi Wan's face, holding it still before leaning forward to kiss his forehead.

   "You have taught me everything I know," Anakin whispered, just loud enough for Obi Wan to hear. "But you have to keep hope alive, my love, if you don't, I will not find my way back to the Light or you."

   "You better come home, Dear One," Obi Wan sighed before pulling Anakin into his arms. "Because, the future finally stopped looking like an infinity of sadness."

Chapter Text

   Anakin took a deep breath before knocking on the office door. He didn't want to be here, everything in him was screaming that he shouldn't be here, but he sent silent prayers to the Force thinking that this was what had to be done. The door swung open

   "Anakin, my boy!" Palpatine greeted warmly and for a second Anakin could only see his friend, that he had missed dearly, but cold reality creeped into his bones as he felt Har Mon's warmth at his back. Palpatine had never been his friend, he had groomed Anakin since he was a small boy and used his leverage over the Jedi to keep having access to him. It only stopped for a time when Anakin and Obi Wan had put their foots down about Palpatine's obsession with him.

   "Hello, sir," Anakin gave him a small smirk. "I'm sorry we haven't had time to visit lately."

   "Oh, think nothing of it, my boy!" Palpatine smiled. "Come, come, I'll have some coffee and cakes brought in!"

   "If it wouldn't be too much trouble, can you order some ginger tea with lemon?" Anakin smiled weakly, hating himself for having to admit what he was about to, but caf just made him queasy. "The baby doesn't care for caf sadly."

   "Baby?" Palpatine dropped his comm, looking at Anakin wide eyed. "You're... you're pregnant?"

   "Yes," Anakin said, smiling as he thought about his twins. "I'm very excited about them, the whole pack is actually."

   "Even Master Kenobi?" Palpatine picked, and Anakin felt that he was prodding for who the other parent was.

   "Yes," Anakin breezed through. "Obi Wan has been very excited about the baby. He was very cross with Ben at first, given he's my pack alpha, but he came around."

   "Ben?" Palpatine blinked and Anakin tried not to smirk as Palpatine took the bait. "I've never heard of a Ben from you before. I had assumed that the baby was Senator Amidala's?"

   "What? No, Padme is going to be godmother to all of my children," Anakin smiled and took his cup of tea as the droid held it out. "Ben's an archeologist he's currently digging around Kashyyk? He's super into studying the Force from an outsider's perspective. Stated he's looking into the origins of the Jedi as well as studying how others connect to the Force. He doesn't trust the Jedi much but he's sweet to me."

   "I see, I might have to meet him," Palpatine smiled, and Anakin had to keep from snorting. Palpatine saw his mad scientist every time Anakin and Obi Wan had to talk to him.

   "When I can get a hold of him," Anakin gave an exaggerated pout. "I haven't even gotten to tell him about the pregnancy. Padme's friend, Mister Organa, Miss Leia's uncle, was at her apartment when I found out."

   "Oh, my dear friend, I'm so sorry you found out alone!" Palpatine reached out and patted Anakin's hand.

   Anakin looked at where Palpatine touched him and felt his stomach roll. The lying and the acting was getting to him. The reality that if he'd heard this months ago from this man he'd have believed it without a second thought. That made Anakin's stomach twist more. That simple truth, that he put that much blind faith in a man that had never had any good intentions for him. Anakin put his flesh hand on the swell of his belly. He would have to do everything he could to make sure they were protected and that there wasn't a spy hiding in the Jedi.

   "Mister Organa, he's the one that is with Senators Amidala and Binks, correct?" Palpatine asked.

   "Yes, he's Leia's uncle," Anakin spoke, before shivering. "He's very scary."

   "That would make him Young Knight Kenobi's uncle as well?" Palpatine asked as he pulled his cup up to his mouth. "He seems very close to Miss Organa."

   Anakin felt his blood boil at the interest that Palpatine had in his children. He could see that the Chancellor was already plotting his next apprentice in Luke or Leia, should Anakin fail. The dragon that lived in his heart roared and snapped at the thought of this wretched dark soul touching the light that was his children, if it wouldn't trigger the mass murder of his family are large by their own hands, Anakin would take his head. Oh how Anakin wanted his head, what a fine trophy it would make, what a wonderful croquet ball it would make. Har Mon did tell him about the flamingos. Anakin wanted a blue one. A blue one to match Obi Wan's eyes.

   "Anakin, my boy?" Palpatine asked, prompting Anakin back to reality. "Are you all right? You started muttering about croquet and flamingos, of all things?"

   "Oh, yes, Padme had been invited to Stewjon to guest star in the upcoming season of Brigderton, we filmed for like a month because were weren't in every scene. I can't wait to see it. Obi Wan and I play two of his ancestors."

   "Ah, no doubt Master Kenobi was thrilled to see when he came from?" Palpatine dug." His mother had been a dear friend of mine."

   "Oh? You know Queen Har Mon?" Anakin asked, thinking he might as well get information.

   "Yes, I nearly married her, but she would never have settled being the wife of a Senator," Palpatine spoke fondly. "She was always kind, the Light of the Galaxy I called her, but she found this scholar, that taught at Stewjon's most prestigious university. His name had been Dar Rin Serobi, the Queen of Diamond's uncle, I hated that man. I still hate that man. He pulled my dear Har Mon from me and I could do very little to stop it. Last I saw Har Mon was her wedding day. She wore this beautiful white gown and had done her hair like her Moon Rabbit, and that was the day I lost her."

   "I'm sorry to hear that," Anakin spoke, feeling like Palpatine might actually be opening up to him. "Did you ever tell her that you loved her?"

   "No. Love is a strong word, my friend," Palpatine spoke, and Anakin felt the cold seep in. "She was someone I could see myself spending the rest of my life with, having children with, but I buried that dream the day that Har Mon messaged me that her eldest child, Ser Rin, Master Kenobi's sister, had been born."

   "Shouldn't she be queen?" Anakin frowned. Dia Mon had only ever mentioned their group in the living Clan records. The elder Ser Rin had never been mentioned, but Anakin frowned at this. What had happened to her? Anakin put it out of his mind for now, if his mother wished him to know he would know.

   "Ser Rin disappeared when she was eighteen," Palpatine frowned, hands tightening on his tea cup. "Everyone I had looking into it never turned up any evidence. I assume she died and Har Mon covered it up."

   "Oooh, you wretched, wretched man!" Har Mon hissed. "How dare you say that about my baby! You don't know anything! She and her court were engulfed in a Vergence! She vanished from our Galaxy!"

   "I fear, that my reports stated she went mad with grief," Palpatine continued, Anakin knew he could hear the Ghost in the room.

   "I see," Anakin frowned, siting forward to place his cup back on the tray.. "I need to be getting back. I have reports to do and I promised Ahsoka that I would meditate with her."

    Anakin barely made it into Padme's office before grabbing the nearest flimsi basket and emptying his stomach. Padme jumped at the sound of his retching, moving to pull his hair from his face and rub his back. He could hear her telling him to take deep breaths and his stomach clenched and pulled to push everything he'd eaten up. His nose started to bleed with how hard his body was trying to rid itself of the slimy dark feeling.

   "Oh, Ani," Padme cooed. "Deep breaths. I've called Obi Wan to come pick you up."

   "Tissue?" Anakin gasped.

   Padme pulled her handkerchief out and held it up to Anakin's nose as he sank into her side. He wanted his alpha, but Padme would do for now as she fussed over him and scented as much of Palpatine off Anakin's skin.

   "I think this the first time, your whole pregnancy, I've seen you throw up," Padme tried to lighten the mood.

   "Who'd have thought I'd need a Sith Lord to get the morning sickness to finally kick in?" Anakin chuckled weakly, before whimpering. "I want Obi Wan."

   "I know, Ani," Padme shushed. "He's on his way. I'm going to help you to the couch and you're going to rest until Obi Wan comes to get you okay?"

   "Okay," Anakin whined miserably as Padme assisted him to the couch. "You're going to the Floor aren't you?"

   "I am," Padme confirmed, brushing back Anakin's hair from his face. "I'm going to do my part in helping you. I promise, I'm going to fight in that room until I can't. You're not going to be alone in his clutches."

   "But you better keep yourself alive," Anakin whined. "Who's going to teach Leia how to be a good Chancellor if you're not there to show her?"

   "I promise, I'll make sure I come home," Padme smiled at him, before kissing his forehead. "Now, let big sister reign hell on those who question her."

   Anakin smiled at her before drifting off and Padme stood, straightening her robes before marching out the door. She turned the corner of the hall in time to see Obi Wan rushing to her office. She nodded to him and he nodded back before she headed on to her Senatorial pod. It was time to start hitting harder.

   Padme walked into the pod, noting that Jar Jar and Leia were already there. Vader looked up from the holopad he was reading from and frowned. Padme nodded to him and stepped up to her post. It was time.

   She pushed her repulser pod out, cleared her throat and placed her and's on her podium.

   "Senators of the Galactic Republic. I thank you for gathering for this Vote. I championed this Bill not because of my personal feelings about the Jedi, but because we must freed the Jedi from service to the Senate," she spoke voice carrying around the room. "It is time to reorganize the Grand Army, it is time to let Jedi return to their roots! It is also time for the Senate to let the Jedi go. For too long we have held their leash, held them back from being Jedi, we have relied on them to assist us in the very negotiations that we foolishly pride our selves into thinking we make! We let them fight our disagreements, our petty squabbling, our wars! Not only did we shackle a religious order into being our attack dogs, we selfishly handed over a clone army just as enslaved as the Jedi and expect them happily serve us while we line our pockets and get fat on their labors! I introduced this Bill, The GAR Leadership Restructure Act, to start the process of relieving Jedi command of the Grand Army and to start integrating those with extensive military training in their place!

   "I know that many of you are weary of the Jedi. This is because they have not done their duties to the rest of the Galaxy. We have kept them enslaved to us long enough. With this Bill, the Jedi can begin transitioning back to civilian life."

   "The floor Recognizes the Speaker!"

   "Senator Amidala," Mas Amedda began, looking down his nose at her. "Your closeness to two particular Jedi make me believe this isn't just for the good of the Jedi or the Republic as a whole."

   "You're right," Padme spoke, lifting her chin like Anakin would. "Knights Skywalker and Kenobi are family to me! They are my loyal friends and I owe them more than I can ever thank them for, which is why I pushed for this bill. Why I ask those who do not trust the Jedi to join me in this bill, because I understand how tempting it is to rely on them for everything because Anakin and Obi Wan will give everything in them to help, because they love the Galaxy, the Jedi love this Galaxy and how dare we use their love and compassion for all of us against them! We use them to do our bidding and it makes us look weak, ineffective, and the Jedi like they are pulling the strings of the Senate! So I ask that we pass this Bill so when the Darkness engulfs us all there is still the Light of Hope! I ask that, as we seem to let Liberty die before us, we do not let Hope follow her into the Grave!"

   Padme conceded her time and let the repulser float back to it's docking port. She had said her peace now she could only hope that there were enough people unafraid of Palpatine and unwilling to take his bribes to pass the Bill. The future of the Jedi depended on them passing it. She closed her eyes and once again wished she had the connection to the Force that the rest of her family had. Hoping that the Force was on their side for just a little longer.